Category Archive: poetry

Nell’oceano d’amore – In the ocean of Love

Originally posted on Tavolozza di vita:
Nell’oceano d’Amore Consapevole il passo di chi sa cercare vede il colore delle cose oltre tutte le forme le accarezza e ne assapora il senso: tutto è…

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Swirl me one more time…

Swirl me in your mind… I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading

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Stripped to the bone…

Stripped to the bone…. I told her, I love the darkest things. I want a love so dark, my world turn purple/black. I don’t want sweet words, I want demanding words. I want… Continue reading

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Almost love in California…

 Almost love in California——– I was your Hemingway and you were my Agnes. We were free falling into a love that could never be. I wanted you forever and you wanted to be… Continue reading

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We become, who we suppose to be.

We become, who we suppose to be. A Chapter by Coyote PoetryChapter three.                   We become, who we suppose to be.. I was station at Fort Ord,… Continue reading

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For dear Nightbirde

Nightbirde….. I have been listening to a brave young woman, Nightbirde. She is so beautiful, her eyes glows with joy and she moved so gently. She stole my mind and my heart. Music… Continue reading

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Bacchus wine and beautiful ladies…

 Bacchus wine and beautiful ladies… Once I was free, once I didn’t slumber in living. I remember the sea, I remember barely dressed women dancing for the Pacific. The rhyme and song of… Continue reading

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We become, who we suppose to be

We become, who we suppose to be. Part two. A Chapter by Coyote PoetryPart two.                    We become, who we suppose to be. (Part two)… It was late… Continue reading

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We become, who we suppose to be.

We become, who we suppose to be. A Chapter by Coyote PoetryChapter one.                     We become, who we suppose to be. I befriended a 30-30 once.… Continue reading

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Black as the night…

Black as the night…. Love is sweet and love can be so deadly. I knew Jenny was so damn beautiful. Youthful eyes and womanly perfect curves, make a wise man become a tomfoolery… Continue reading

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