Tag Archive: Germany

Stay with me..

Stay with me A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears.  Stay with me..  I sipped my… Continue reading

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First love.

First love A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Written in 1978. When youth was my advantage.  First love.. A sweet and beautiful smile opening the door to conversation.The first taste of the sweet kiss andtwo… Continue reading

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Men, vodka and dreams of peace…

Men, vodka and dreams of peace. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Written in 1978. Today the world is the same. Maybe worst off?                      Men, vodka and dreams of peace… Wishing, hoping and dreaming.… Continue reading

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My lady..

  My lady.. Written in 1982. My lady, I still cry out in sweet dreams your name. So long since our lips had touched.I still wish upon the first star of the night, to… Continue reading

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The vinegar and the sweet wine.

The vinegar and the sweet wine.. Did I thank you my beautiful and sweet Brigitte?I’m leaving  on  plane very soon for my real home.You came back into my life to say goodbye andyou… Continue reading

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Needing and bleeding…

Needing and bleeding A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Love teaches us many things. Mainly hold on tight and be kind.                                       Needing and bleeding.. I have lived and died in your arms. You were… Continue reading

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Bare and true..

Bare and true A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Few times in a life. We open up to another and show them the real person.     Bare and true.. She was a noble beauty and … 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 34 years ago and today for my blue eyes               Angel who picks… Continue reading

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If I could turn back time. I would…

If I could turn back time, I would….. I called beautiful Brigitte at 3 am and I awoke her up in Böblingen in the early Fall of 1981, Germany. She answered with a gentle and… Continue reading

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We laughed, we danced and we celebrate being alive…

We laughed, we danced and we celebrated being alive. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  For sweet Brigitte. I was lucky to be saved by a kind heart.                        We laughed, we danced and we… Continue reading

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