The ancient warrior

Ancient warrior A Poem by Coyote Poetry Blood cannot change. Sometime must go back to your place of birth to learn peace.   The ancient warrior   I drove to the forest, away… Continue reading

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‘The rising sun’

The rising sun   I sat in the New Orleans in 1996 in a old rustic tavern on main street. I liked New Orleans, hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit.… Continue reading

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Leftover wine

Leftover wine Once, you and I, we tried to catch the wind. Once, you and I, tried to touch the clouds. We marvel at our world and we danced freely with the wildflowers… Continue reading

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I will take care of you

I will take care of you   The bar stool Poet told the pretty Lady sitting with him.   “Love had turn me right, love had turn me wrong. Love had turn my… Continue reading

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For Poetry month- The dance of the flowers

The dance of the flowers.   My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My dearest and kindest friend, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the… Continue reading

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I Am Me And Nothing More

Originally posted on Moon Poet:
I’m lost when I’m with others For no one else can save me I’m forgotten when I’m needed Forsaken when I’m used I’m wise to play the fool…

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‘Whiskey lullaby

Whiskey lullaby I watched her undress slowly. She have found me drinking whiskey alone at the Monterey Bay. I drank the whiskey and sang poetry to the Pacific. “My great love, my great… Continue reading

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Succubus

Originally posted on Moon Poet:
You think I clipped my pretty wings But I’m a lost soul With little control You don’t care who I call my king As long as I’m fun…

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April is poetry month- My great love

My great love   Do we support to love but once?   Where have my ancient lover’s gone?   Chain of passion and spiritual journeys left me with kind faces in memories and… Continue reading

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“A POET’S LULLABY”

Originally posted on Ellie belfiglio:
Who are the ones who wrote poetry, about everyone? Do you know who everyone really is? Did you know that a poet thinks of everyone? Everyone including you…

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