Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Idyllic places and time…

 Idyllic places and time… The storyteller told the writers. We shall learn that life is Summer and Winter. Spring and Fall. We will know sweetness and we shall know sadness. We will be… Continue reading

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Fabiola… Nothing remains the same..

Fabiola… (Now nothing remains the same)  Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, your kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name,… Continue reading

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Brick, upon another brick.

Brick, upon another brick.. Men, believe in his youth. Life is his to take. Young men believe life is now, just borrow and steal everything you can. Tomorrow may not come. He learn… Continue reading

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Can you catch a falling leaf…

  Can you catch a falling leaf?… The days of October are here and I did the greatest sin. I returned to a place of magic trying to find the scent of yesterday.… Continue reading

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The midnight payment…

The midnight payment … 1-  We kissed and we never told. We were midnight dancers, wanting everything and more. Did we find some kind of peace in the serene night? Or did we… Continue reading

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Mini poetry- I am tire..

Mini poetry- I am tire.. 1-  I called you dear Kelly. I told her, I am falling apart and I don’t want to get up. Please talk to me, please make me believe… Continue reading

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Some mini-poems for the month of June.

Some mini-poetry for the dance of love… 1-  We danced in San Francisco near the pier and we drank every type beer we could in the house of brewery. I basked in the… Continue reading

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Mirrored soul…

Mirrored soul… The half-drunk poet told the beloved night. I saw the veil of heaven and I have tasted death breathe. I am the son of the forest, the water and the sky.… Continue reading

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The city of New Orleans…

New Orleans… I found you in the Jazz club dancing alone in a silky dress, closed eyes and moving bare feet. I watched you danced to the lonely jazz, your hips, legs and… Continue reading

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The daylight fading…

The daylight fading…. Once the most kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne use to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late… Continue reading

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