Tag Archive: California

Tattoos..

  Tattoos The pretty lady had  many tattoos on her skin and she allowed few to see them. I told her. I own four tattoos and each one with a story. I believe… Continue reading

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Love, dance and celebrate being alive…

Love, Dance and celebrate being alive… She was so beautiful. Five foot eleven inches in height. A slim and perfect body. Tan strong legs. I desired to caress the moment I saw her walk by… Continue reading

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Broken promises and forgotten places..

Broken promises and forgotten places A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A wise man accept responsibility for his actions.                                      Broken promises and lost places… I remembered we had dreams of being barefoot in wildflowers… Continue reading

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I called your name…

I called your name.. Beautiful lady is weeping for me. I departed for unknown destination and I didn’t know. The first tears will take us to weighted down memories and places, amidst lonely… Continue reading

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Don’t look at me with disappointment…

Don’t look at me with disappointment. Don’t look at me,don’t give me those sad looks of disappointment.I don’t care what you see. I’m breaking down walls.I’m not afraid.Like you, a robot.Walking the walk… Continue reading

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Wild as the wind…

Wild as the wind… I told her. I need more of your kisses, I need more of your poetry verses by the sea. I needed you yesterday, I need you today and I… Continue reading

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The stormy sea…

The Stormy Sea A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen dreams die. We have no reason or purpose. Need to keep hope and love alive.                         The stormy sea… The beauty of the Monterey bay, left… Continue reading

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A lady vow…

A lady vow… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  August new poetry number twenty-three.  A lady vow.. 1- A lady vow, maybe true, maybe a lie? Her pretty words are just promises to be broken.… Continue reading

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Worn and torn love…

Worn and torn love                         -Written on 8 April 1985-                         (For Angela. A lost and confused young lady.                         I tries to pick her up and show her life was okay.                         I hope she… Continue reading

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Love, did whisper to me on a Summer day.

Love, did whisper to me on a Summer day.. She was a butterfly dancing in the wind, her long colorful dress moving with the breeze and love, did whisper to me on a… Continue reading

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