Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

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With open eyes..

With open eyes… I love the girl who can see beyond the lies. I love the girl who can watch the morning come alive. I love the girl who love books and adore… Continue reading →

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If you go away on a Spring day..

If you go away on the Spring day…. Once we loved the rain, the trains and the lazy days. We owned little and needed just enough. On Friday night we would go to… Continue reading →

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Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. I need a warm day.

Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose.                      Run with the wind. Dance with the sea…. One year… Continue reading →

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The cursed lullaby..

The cursed lullaby…. Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading →

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Beautiful Brigitte..

Beautiful Brigitte A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful Brigitte               (Few people touch our hearts who want nothing in return.               I was thankful 44 years ago and today for my blue eyes               Angel who picks… Continue reading →

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Play with me..

Play with me.. Organized life and boring work left me wishing for you. I know you have the music playing loud and you are dancing in your pantie and bra to the movement… Continue reading →

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I want a wild girl..

I want a wild gal…. She wore her Sunday best and the smile of a angel. I told her, all we have is a Winter day and 10 inches of snow.  She asked… Continue reading →

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Autumn Leaves. And a beautiful Katy Claire song.

Autumn leaves.. I remember the September Indian Summer, I remember the warm sun touching my face. I remember you. We entwined our hands and we walked by Lake St. Clair. I loved your… Continue reading →

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Come away with me and a beautiful Norah Jones song.

Come away with me…. We loved the cigarettes, the Johnnie Walker and the good songs. You were North Dakota born, now California blessed. I would massage your wanting skin every night and I… Continue reading →

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Peace shall come, even if is, one by one..

Peace shall come, even it is, one by one… I was a soldier once and I didn’t paint the face of war.  I attempted to forget the damn wars with the good drink,… Continue reading →

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