Category Archive: poetry

You are my everything

— You are everything and everything is you Love remembers everything,  I told my new young friend at the Seaside city, California tavern. A beautiful red-haired beauty with long legs walked by and… Continue reading

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“My Muse”

— — My muse You are love and I’m  no-one. You came to me with haunting words awakening the want of love, dance and song. Your gentle voice awoke my dying spirit. Your… Continue reading

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Together

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Parable of Celia

Parable of Celia — — A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Parable of Celia She sat alone by the peaceful lake. Her pale legs and bare feet being sun-kissed by the late… Continue reading

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My whiskey dreams

                     My whiskey dreams My whiskey dreams, my last grasp at love or the emptiness at the end of  the empty bottle.The broken pieces… Continue reading

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Dark days of Texas-Wild buck Jalan

Dark days of Texas- Wild buck Jalan-part four A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Another chapter                                      Dark side of Texas-Wild buck Jalan- part four Wild buck Jalan left old man John drinking alone. … Continue reading

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Impostor

Originally posted on Poesy plus Polemics:
“Little Bird” by Alex Cherry failure lurks in her house of success in cruel beauty of mirrors reflecting her highly made fiction the mind in a bind…

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The song of the Land

Originally posted on Poet's Corner:
Submitted by kokilagupta . Look, these bunches of cassia flowers blooming fresh in May rain showers These dangling, emerald pods of peas scaling walls right up to…

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“The things we do”

The things we do.   A Poem by Coyote Poetry “War is a sin.” Bob Denver 225 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)                   —————————————————————————————————————————————–   (War is… Continue reading

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“Love is a careless child”

Love is a careless child.   A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Know that love is a careless child, And forgets promises past.” Sir Walter Raleigh                             Love is a careless child I took… Continue reading

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