The sparkles in your eyes..

The sparkles in your eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old memories and places.                   The sparkles in your eyes.. I remember when the sparkles in your eyes could light up the world around… Continue reading

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Expand and multiply..

Expand and multiply A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old wise tale. Old man with a heavy load was asked. Why did he carry so much? He smiled and told them. Life expand and multiplies.… Continue reading

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A million stars to see my lover..

A million stars to see my lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry  All of us begin strangers. A wise man had many friends and family by his side.  (Live fast. Died young. Be wild.… Continue reading

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She kissed me once and only once.

She kissed me once and only once… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I read the great Writer Jack London again. Gave me some positive motivation. You must read “When God laugh.                           She kissed… Continue reading

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I lift my eyes..

I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day.                                  I lift my eyes… Barren cold and heartless world.Fear had tarnish… Continue reading

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Jazzy Monday and a poem. The damns and the foolish..

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Love and hate…

Love and hate.. Sitting by the Monterey bay alone.Thinking about a missed woman.I made a wish.It wasn’t the first star,but I made the wish anyway. Stars so very bright, so many I can’t… Continue reading

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Sad brown eyes…

Sad brown eyes.. A brown eye angel is crying in our bedroom for me. In a turmoil of a kind love. A paradise of burning emotion. You can create a strange prison. I… Continue reading

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Oasis Moon

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??????????????????????????????? Water is Life @ Deviant Art (digital blasphemy.com) Please play the live recording of this poem that I did at a reading in 2010 to the…

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Glorious love..

Glorious love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Love can make us feel like kings and love can make us feel like a pauper.                             Glorious love… We danced and learned true laughter at the… Continue reading

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