Category Archive: john coyote

“Do you know me?”

Do you know me? Pretty girl sat by the motel window. She is watching the ocean and the coming storm from the western sea. She is drinking coffee and waiting for a reason… Continue reading

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One of my favorites-Old fashion Morphine”

Old fashion Morphine Oh sweet Jenny stole my vision. Her short red dress allowed me to see her perfect long legs. Her skin color of  peaches and tempting softness made me order a… Continue reading

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“Breathe”

Breathe You undressed with the lights on. I watched you slowly take away LAYERS of clothing. I can feel your smiling, you know you have took my breath away with your beauty. You… Continue reading

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“The storm”

The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we want what we shouldn’t have.                                       The storm She had shrouded him with gentle embrace. She was his dream and want. He knew to… Continue reading

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My Joan of Arc

My Joan of Arc A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words          My Joan of Arc She painted her make-up upon perfect skin. She turned to me and she told me . “I… Continue reading

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“Ghost, demons, lovers and lonely corridors”

Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts upon life.                         Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors The solemn days leave us with faces of ghosts, demons… Continue reading

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“She kissed me once and once only”

She kissed me once and once only A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read the great Writer Jack London again. Gave me some positive motivation. You must read “When God laugh.”                           She… Continue reading

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The wicket waltz

This wicked waltz A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words This wicked waltz Perfect beauty is waiting for me and she is dressed in a perfect red rose  dress. Her tempting shoulders and… Continue reading

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“Come live with me and be my love”

Come live with me and be my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry I stole a line from the great writer Christopher Marlowe                                       Come live with me and be my love (Come… Continue reading

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“Tattoos”

tattoos A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old stories become better with time.                               Tattoos My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos?… Continue reading

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