Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

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She was a Spring warm day and I was a Winter storm..

She was a Spring warm day and I was a Winter storm.. She words a pendant of tourmaline on her neck and she never wore shoes. She adored the sea and she loved… Continue reading →

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Ancient floors..

Ancient floors.. In the mirrors of time.Old windows may never be closed. Surging memories and regret leave us wishing we were kinder and better.The broken roads leave me spiraling in the memories of… Continue reading →

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Katie wrote..

Katie wrote.. Painted words are what the writer understand. Wisp and grasps of sweet dreams are the last myth of emotions for love and words. Dead writer in the Winter of his life.… Continue reading →

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I wish I was the morning sun..

I wish I was the morning sun… I wish I was the morning sun, be able to sun-kiss your skin. I wish I was the Summer rain, be able to caress your face,… Continue reading →

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We don’t want to fight no-more..

We don’t want to fight no-more…. Once brave boy believed war would save our world. The brave boy became a man. He fought for a Government who would forget him after the battles… Continue reading →

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Mercy..

Mercy.. 1- She was so fine, she was so sweet.Prettiest Texas gal in Belton asked me for a dance.I told her, yes ma.She took my hands and we went to the dance floor.Her… Continue reading →

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Time is a heartless thief..

1- Time will steal everything we known and what we loved. We will grow old and we will forget, once we danced, once we loved to sing and  once, we adored love.  Time… Continue reading →

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An April girl..

An April girl.. I want to marry a girl who love the days of Spring, I want to hold the hands of April blessing, I want to steal kisses by the flowing river… Continue reading →

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I see 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 me?You were… Continue reading →

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Almost home..

Almost home.. Took me 26 years and four bloody wars zones and I learn.Monterey was still there,the Pacific was still dancing and you could buy a cup of Irish Coffee on the pier.… Continue reading →

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