Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Seconds in time.

Seconds in time…              I learn in a bloody crazy life.              Seconds become so important.              I went to war in 1991.             I called my Grandfather Reyes… Continue reading

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Love beholds; love be bold.

Love beholds, love be bold I told Nicole, you awoke my slumbering heart. I love your beautiful face, your womanly curves and the elegant of your words when you speak. I love your… Continue reading

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The waltz.

The waltz. We were doing a waltz upon the quiet beach. The waves were the orchestra and the wind was whispering a love song.  I tossed you into a twirl and I brought her back to… Continue reading

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Stitches.

Stitches… I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight good bye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I… Continue reading

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Yesterday.

Yesterday. I am in the Fall of a life. Death whispered in my ear. Old heart and my tire soul seem to need and want less. Maybe I have given-in, given-up. Once I… Continue reading

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One more dance.

So pretty. 1- Please walk with me, please talk with me.Allow our hearts to become one.I want my hand holding your hand and I want you to hear you sing, sweet love words… Continue reading

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Lovely Liz.

Lovely Liz. With pen and paper, I write, spilled blood upon notions of things wanted and so damn far away.  We secretly abated love and you became my wish to behold. I wanted… Continue reading

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I was condemned.

I was condemned after I saw your face I was looking for the wide open road and some kind of freedom, anda pretty lady  sat alone, on a barren road on the back… Continue reading

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Turn, turn, turn. And a beautiful Judy Collins song.

Turn, turn, turn. The old poet sang a lullaby.Sensual woman whispered to me once.Come live with me and be my lover.I will be your salvation and you will be my rock to keep… Continue reading

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The raging water.

The raging water…. I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m  writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body near.… Continue reading

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