Category Archive: muse

A lullaby for dear Luna

A lullaby for dear Luna   Once I chased the moon, once I sang to her, great songs of love. “Dear Luna, you are a miracle to behold, please come and dance with… Continue reading

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I called your name

I called your name   I called your name standing on the Monterey pier. The stars didn’t listen to my prayer.   I recalled a memory, a blessing, a forsaken place and tangle… Continue reading

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Lilac wine.

  Lilac wine   Pretty pictures are left now and now you are gone. I sit by the lilac trees and I’m smelling the lavender in the air. You were my Spring love,… Continue reading

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Roses and lovers

Roses and lovers   “O my love, O my love. I said: Let me fall or stand, let me fall or stand, let me live or die, but this once hear me speak-… Continue reading

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The lady of the lake

Lady of the lake I loved the weeping willows trees by the lake, I loved the month of July and August. Once I wanted death and my lady of the lake, whispered a… Continue reading

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“I saw a face”

I saw a face   I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face. The face brought back a sweet memory, was once a sweet memory.   She walked toward me… Continue reading

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Ambrosia of the kiss and the touch

(The ambrosia of the kiss and the touch A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.)   The ambrosia of the kiss and the touch   We had pretty places, ancient city and the… Continue reading

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“Dirty little secrets”

Dirty little secrets   I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember ” You and I”. I’m the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we… Continue reading

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“The cursed lullaby”

The cursed lullaby Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading

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Liar’s moon lullaby

Liar’s moon lullaby   I told the liar’s moon, eleven anthrax shots given to my by the Army. I have forgotten more than I remember.   I search my deaden mind for faces,… Continue reading

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