Category Archive: poetry

Tell me something…

Tell me something.. 1- She told me, Johnnie, Johnnie. I want a fable love, where amor can win.I don’t want a timid man, I want a wild and crazy man.I  want to entangle… Continue reading

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Delicate wings…

Delicate wings… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  The kindness of love, the kindness of friendship. We need.  Delicate wings A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some people are more tender than others.                               Delicate wings…. Beautiful… Continue reading

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Tempting fate…

Tempting fate.. I am walking in the rain, the cold March rain upon my rain. I am walking away from place of love turn black.I left a lady crying and alone.Our sweet words turned… Continue reading

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Calling dear Michigan..

Calling dear Michigan… Dear Jenny, just leaving a message. I haven’t forgot you my sweetie. I am sorry I joined a war to escape Michigan. I wanted death and I was so tire.… Continue reading

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I remember you…

I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.    I remember you…               The summer days were long.The… Continue reading

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So beautiful…

So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old poetry. Good dreams.  So Beautiful…                                     (Written 6 April 1980) As beautiful  as a early morning sunrise. As bright as a full moon that light up a… Continue reading

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Thank you…

Thank you.. Thank you kind friends for reading my work. Life is many seasons and we must bend like the Willow tree. Be flexible to the storms of life. We need more friends,… Continue reading

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Catch the wind…

Catch the wind.. Please kind lady, please lay with me.Allow the night to cover us with the warmth of love embrace.We were strangers till we learned.We had the same dreams, we were alone… Continue reading

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She was a Spring day and I was a Winter storm…

She was a Spring day and I was a winter storm… She words a pendant of tourmaline on her neck and she never wore shoes. She adored the sea and she loved watching… Continue reading

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One, two, three, four. Do we begin again?

One, two, three, four. Do we begin again? 1- Did I find you? Or did you entrapped me?Am I the captive or the guard?One, two, three, four. Did we dance?Prey or predator, we… Continue reading

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