Short poetry for love
Short poetry for love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Short poetry for love ——————————– Secret love We had only minutes and hours together. We wanted everything and we wanted nothing. I… Continue reading
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“The dance”
The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could of… Continue reading
I saw a face
I saw a face A Poem by Coyote Poetry An old poem with a re-write. I saw a face I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face. The face brought… Continue reading
“The trees”
the trees A Poem by Coyote Poetry I had a tree poem in my head for weeks. I hope it is worthwhile to read. Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I… Continue reading
For a Scottish beauty-My great love
My great love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Pain of love lost must disappear into the wind. My great love Do we support to love but once? Where have my ancient… Continue reading
“Roses are red and violets are blue”
Roses are red and violets are blue. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Listening to old and very good music tonight. Roses are red and violets are blue. Roses are red.… Continue reading
“On the thread of a words”
On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry Been a while. A new poem. On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter… Continue reading
“Blindfolded and weightless”
Blindfolded and weightless I watched your tone and beautiful legs move on the dance floor. Legs that make a man beg for mercy before he had sins. Your short skirt showed silky and… Continue reading
“Dreaming of Scotland”
Dreaming of Scotland A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a sweet woman. I won’t forget. Dreaming of Scotland She was as pretty as a picture. Fate had brought her to me at… Continue reading
“Last wish, first wish.”
Last wish, first wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words never spoken. Burn the wanting heart. Last wish, first wish Those wishing well wishes and the butterfly kisses of memories. Leave me… Continue reading