Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Capture thoughts.

1- Rage and pain,illusion and deceit.Love born than died. 2- Slender shoulders kissed.The nakedly dance,the midnight hour splendor 3- Captured,unrestrained,taunts and torment.Imperfection enshrined. 4- Capture thoughts. I cannot escape them. Once heavy memories… Continue reading

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California.

California. Johnnie hiding behind his paper and pen. Once a great dreaming, once a great lover of the sea, once the wandering man, has lost his way. Now he is seeking Salinger’s silence.… Continue reading

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Letters and promises.

Letters and promises. You saved me once my dear Julie. Your kind and sweet words upon sheets of paper made me wish and hope for a better tomorrow. You wrote me.  —1- Dear… Continue reading

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No regrets.

I have no regrets (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Bad days become less painful with time and distance.) No regret. I stopped in Ann Arbor in June, year 2000. I liked to swim… Continue reading

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Our world.

 Our world. One earth and people, we are. The sea touches our feet; the sea belongs to all the people of our world. The sun, sun-kissed our face. Same sun that touches every… Continue reading

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The Scarborough 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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Slow dance and a wonderful Ana Popovic song.

Slow dance. Good Jazz, the good drink and drowning in the old memories. My old love dancing alone to the saddest Jazz and I told my whiskey. Pretty lady, I remember us. I… Continue reading

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Sweet pleasure and rare delights.

Sweet pleasure and rare delights (A old poem, from 1980)  Sweet pleasure, rare delights. Some dreams should not be touched.They burn the heart till death allows you to escape. Beautiful woman dance in… Continue reading

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Dear April.

Dear April. Promises of warm days is you, April, I am waiting for the sunny days and the blooming of the Spring flowers. You have been my December and January wishes. Dear April,… Continue reading

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A penny for your thoughts.

A penny for your thoughts. 1- Once a pretty Michigan girl told me. A penny for your thoughts, thank you for remembering my name, thank you for holding my hands and  thank you… Continue reading

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