Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Idyllic places and time…

Idyllic place and time A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe need beautiful beautiful places and beautiful faces                           Idyllic places and time…. The storyteller… Continue reading

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Isabella, dear Isabella…

Isabella, dear Isabella A Poem by Coyote PoetrySome people can steal your heart and mind. I took the midnight train to Florence; the days of Spring were coming to an ending. I loved the… Continue reading

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I saw the sun in your eyes…

I saw the sun in your eyes… You and I, we are dancing by the Monterey Bay, I am singing words of love for you. You asked me, Johnnie, why did you save… Continue reading

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Scarbororough fair….

Scarborough fair… I once dance with the prettiest gal at the Scarborough fair. I told her, I wanted to marry her and to make her smile every day of her life. She smiled… Continue reading

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We are born to live…

We are born to live A Poem by Coyote PoetrySeek good people, seek new adventure and make someone smile.                               … Continue reading

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Close my eyes forever…

Close my eyes forever A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld words and old thoughts. Close my eyes forever… Once sweet dreams turn to nightmares. I thought we will one in life and I learn. Two… Continue reading

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I will take care of you…

  I will take care of you…. The bar stool Poet told the pretty Lady sitting with him. “Love had turn me right, love had turn me wrong. Love had turn my insides… Continue reading

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Regards to a old memory…

Regards to a old memory A Poem by Coyote PoetryEvery thing we do, demand payment. Regards to a old memory…. I know love is never fair sweet memory. Need perfect timing, proper place and… Continue reading

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Her garden…

Her garden A Poem by Coyote PoetryLove is life, life is love.                                            Her… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you looked….

(Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day.) I don’t remember how you looked…. I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe… Continue reading

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