Category Archive: poetry

The Island. Chapter ten.

The Island- Chapter 10 Delia held the embrace and I felt safe in her arms. She released me and she touched my face. She told me. You will touch soil on every continent.… Continue reading

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The Island. Chapter eight and nine.

The Island- chapter eight The two woman came to me and they embraced me. Lana told me. While we are gone, the Island wine maker shall keep you company. At the door, a… Continue reading

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The Island. Chapter six and seven.

 The Island- Part six Nicole took me to Lana. She was waiting and  she was talking to a beautiful woman with  wild and fierce hazel eyes and the reddest hair I had  ever… Continue reading

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The Island. Part five.

 We need kindness. Without kindness, we forget the meaning of love.                                   The Island- part five We stood… Continue reading

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The Island. Chapter four..

The Island- part four.. I  liked the Captain face. He had a ancient and kind face. He took my hands and he told me. I am glad to meet you finally. Lana told… Continue reading

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The Island- part three..

 The Island- part 3. I remembered Nicole song and her soft hands caressing my face and chest. I fell into a deep and needed sleep. I had a week of hell. Finding money,… Continue reading

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The Island- part two.

The Island- part 2 Lana sat to the left of me and Nicole to the right. Lana told me, I am a artist. I painted the artwork on the bridge, did you like… Continue reading

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The Island. Part one.

(Editing deeply. I hope you enjoy. Just a tale of myth and wonder. Where do the people go, after they commit suicide?) The Island- Part one A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  A dream turned… Continue reading

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Beautiful Laura sat by the sea…

Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten.                          Beautiful Laura sat by the sea.. I sat in a field of wildflowers andthe scent… Continue reading

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Just enough..

Just enough.. Long distance calls begging me to stop by and spend time with you in Florida.. You whispered you missed me and needed me. I’m lonely and drowning in old dreams, I… Continue reading

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