“Cold Blooded lover”
Cold blooded lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song create good and bad places. Cold blooded lover She was a Irish beauty. Loved her whiskey and the dance. She had hair of… Continue reading
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“Blame not the kiss
Blame not the kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry Long Summer days bring hope and dreams of hope. Blame not the kiss The pen and paper cannot give justice to your beautiful… Continue reading
“Grandmother hope and wishes”
Grandmother hope and wishes. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. She had a hard life. You would never know. She loved her children and wanted them to… Continue reading
Merry Christmas
A safe place to go A Poem by Coyote Poetry Alisa Fineman. A California coastline folk singer. A woman with a beautiful voice and kind heart. A safe place to go I’m dreaming… Continue reading
“Breathe”
Breathe A Poem by Coyote Poetry You are my joy. You are everything and everything is you. Breathe You undressed with the lights on. I watched you slowly take away layers of clothing.… Continue reading
“Strangers, trains and planes”
Strangers, trains and planes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people can’t be held down. Freedom is too valuable. Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be… Continue reading
Highway poetry
Highway poetry-short poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Wander or slowly die She was so beautiful. She moved like a wild and free animal and I knew she was untamed… Continue reading
“The sweetest things
The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Respect people. Religion should be private. Stay positive. The sweetest thing I have seen so many mysteries and seen so much beauty.… Continue reading
Leather and lace
Leather and lace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Leather and lace ——- The black dress Pretty lady danced alone on the Austin Texas dance floor. Tight black dress, long legs and… Continue reading
“Everybody hurt”
Everybody hurts https://youtu.be/Svz-W5w2bPM I whispered to her. “Sweet baby, darling and honey. Dark is the night. The midnight hour leave us wanting for things we can’t have. Deep midnight is cold and lonely.… Continue reading