Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Open doors, dead poets and bare feet.

1- Open doors Open the shades wide.Lite the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be afraid of the dark and lonely nights.We are just flesh and bones.Needing to dance into the… Continue reading →

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Leftover wine. And a beautiful Melanie song.

Leftover wine. Once, you and I, we tried to catch the wind. Once, you and I, tried to touch the clouds. We marvel at our world, and we danced freely with the wildflowers… Continue reading →

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Would you? Could you?

Would you? Could you? 1- I am sorry I caused you pain. I wouldn’t want to break your heart, I am a forgotten man and you are a beautiful flower. Love me not,… 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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The Texas two-step. And a beautiful Sara Evans song.

The Texas two-step. He saw her sitting alone sipping her drink slowly and her eyes were barren and so cold. She held her whiskey like an old lover. So tightly. The Austin, Texas… Continue reading →

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Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor.

Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor… I am drinking alone beautiful Jenny. Somehow I forgot where Ann Arbor was and I am so damn lonely. I have called you at midnight, every… Continue reading →

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Wildflowers dreams.

Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving two people with no place to go. Love isn’t fair, need the unities of two people living and dying for… Continue reading →

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Adrift in a memory.

1- The night rain. Velvet and silk dreams turned stormy and dark.I held you close and I whispered.A little bit longer dear love,I want to listen to your heart and hear you speak,I… Continue reading →

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Highway poetry.

 1- Wander or slowly die. She was so beautiful.She moved like a wild and free animal.I knew she was untamed and lusted for the free highway.I didn’t try to capture her. Just made… Continue reading →

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The value of words.

Words A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Do words have value?  Words.. Once I was the talker, the jokester, the man who laughed at the struggle of the world. I believed I was invincible and… Continue reading →

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