Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

A July memory.

A July night memory.. Once upon a time, dear Mary. I held you. Your nude body against my body and I remember the softness of your brown eyes. We were wild horses and… Continue reading

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The kindest days, we do need.

1- Was just a kiss, was just a sweet memory. Maybe was my sweetest kiss? 2- Was just a summer day, was a day at the sea and was a day we slow… Continue reading

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Like this. Remembering Monterey.

Like this.. 1- If someone ask you. Is love real? Tell them hold a small baby and watch their face. Watch their eyes and see the energy of hope in their eyes. The… Continue reading

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The day is gone, and the darkness is here.

The day is gone, and the dark nights are here. I never liked the month of December. I seem to lost more than I gained. Once , after a war, I returned home… Continue reading

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Let us slow dance, while the world ends my darling.

“Kiss me once, kiss me twice, kiss me once again. Doris Day Let us slow dance, while the world ends my darling. You and me are escaping to the days of old and… Continue reading

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Please talk to me.

Please talk to me. She told me in her sleepy voice. Please talk to me, please write on my bare skin. Show me love is alive and well dear lover. Please write me,… Continue reading

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Been awhile my friend.

Been awhile my friend. I visit my good friend, the ground was cold and I brought his favorite beer. I take one Budweiser and I leave the five remainders on his grave. I… Continue reading

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The death of love. A lonely lullaby.

The death of love. A lonely lullaby… 1- Once upon a time, you came to me at midnight and you went to my bedroom. You stripped off your clothing and you waited for… Continue reading

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I tried to remember.

I tried to remember A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old poetry with are-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014                          I tried to remember I tried to remember the curves of your body.  Us blindfolded… Continue reading

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The lines in the sand.

The lines in the sand. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Come a time where we must decide what we truly need.                      The lines in the sand Two people had reached the end.The lines… Continue reading

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