Tag Archive: art

No shame in love..

No shame in love A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Love is everything and everything is love.                          No shame in love.. (Received some motivation from Ben Jonson) I confessed to the lonely moon, how… Continue reading →

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Two shots of happy and one shot of sad…

Two shots of happy and one shot of sad.. I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places. But we danced on the thread of real words. We… Continue reading →

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My dearest love, where did you go?

My dearest love, where did you go? One I found you and you found me. We loved Monterey and we were sea-dancers. We drank the tequila by the light of the moon and… Continue reading →

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The canvas of love…

The canvas of love A Poem by Coyote PoetryTrue love is real art. We must use our imagination, draw out plans. Touch with gentle movements create emotion that will expand to great beauty with… Continue reading →

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The echoes of yesterday..

The echoes of yesterday. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We must ensure. Today is our best day…  The echoes of yesterday… I wonder do we listen to the echoes? The echoes of yesterday, I… Continue reading →

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She was a sea dancer..

She was a sea dancer… She was a painter, part-time poet and she was a sea dancer. She could paint the sea, she could paint the forest and she would paint the faces… Continue reading →

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Tattoos and a beautiful Skylar Grey song..

A Poem by Coyote Poetry  On our body. On our skin, the tattoos. Each one had a tale.”                            Tattoos.. My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me.… Continue reading →

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Jazzy Thursday poetry…

Jazzy Thursday poetry.. 1- I told her she was so damn pretty. I love those eyes of coffee brown. I had watched her dance alone. Tight black dress, strong legs and robust body… Continue reading →

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Poetry for dear Cheryl..

Poetry for dear Cheryl.. 1- We were leftover people and we became so damn lost. We sought each other to seek and know comfort and we didn’t know. We forgot kindness, we became… Continue reading →

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The pretty flower near the sea..

The pretty flower near the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  For a Monterey, Ca. friend.  The pretty flower near the sea… I was station at Fort Ord for three years from December 1991… Continue reading →

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