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Je t’aime A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Je t’aime- I love you You told me in Paris once. “Je t’aime my Johnnie.” Your words like sweet wine overtook my mind and… Continue reading
“THE WAVES”
Originally posted on Ellie belfiglio:
See and listen to the waves sounding, The cresting, breaking, pounding! A symphony of songs, Amidst discords, wrongs… Then hear the patter amongst us; Enemies, lovers, youngsters, The…
I knew how to sing once dear Julie
I knew how to sing once dear Julie A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I knew how to sing once dear Julie Once I believe in love and I believed in the… Continue reading
‘Who is first? Who is last?
Who is first? Who is last? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Who is first? Who is last? —- The deadly dance Burning cities. Children and families being murdered. Family losing everything… Continue reading
We will accept less
We will accept less and forget who we were. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just word We will accept less and forget who we were Mother Winter is here. I have driven 2500… Continue reading
‘Holy as love’
Holy as love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some short poetry. Holy as love —– Pretty woman dancing with me on the Belton, Texas dance hall floor on a Friday night. She told… Continue reading
‘Quiet echoes and secluded places’
Quiet echoes and secluded places A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will hold many penances for things done and missed. Quiet echos and secluded places The coffee shop poet told the young… Continue reading
‘Dead man stew’
Dead man stew A Poem by Coyote Poetry When greed and hate run the world. Our leaders are making a dead man stew. No-one will victor. Dead man stew Poor man is… Continue reading
I fell in love, not with you
Originally posted on Written Frames:
I fell in love, not with you I have tendency to fall for sadness Those melancholic liquid eyes I stare into Grips me with familiarity of myself in…
My small books of thoughts’
My small books of thoughts A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. My small books of thoughts What will I leave? Have I lived a complete life? A life filled with days… Continue reading