I love you; I love you; I love you.
I love you; I love you; I love you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Please listen to the song.) I love you; I love you; I love you. I love you; I love you;… Continue reading
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She wanted Paris and I wanted her. Paris nights.
Paris days and nights. Chapter four. We took a taxi the Hotel Devillas. I picked the hotel because it was in walking distance of the River Seine. Had many places Katie wanted to… Continue reading
She wanted Paris and I wanted her. Chapter one.
Paris in 1976 She wanted Paris and I wanted her A Chapter by Coyote Poetry (Part one. I hope you enjoy.) WarningThis Chapter is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you looked.
I don’t remember how you look A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time.) I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember how you… Continue reading
The payment is due.
The payment is due “Bacchus blessing are a treasure;Drinking is a soldier’s pleasure;Rich the treasure,sweet the pleasure;Sweet is pleasure after pain.”John Dryden I told the pretty Texas girl at the Belton, Texas dance… Continue reading
Change.
Change. I sat with a kid of 23 at a Austin, Texas tavern.Consumed with anger and disappointment.He told me. I’m dead. Killed off all friends and love is dead and buried. I ordered him and… Continue reading
A wish upon a star.
A wish upon a star A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams never fade away.” A wish upon a star… Every night before I close my eyes. I whisper your name. I make a wish to kiss your lips.To feel… Continue reading
The human touch.
The human touch. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow down and show… Continue reading
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 sip my… Continue reading
Easy on my mind.
Easy on my mind.. She had heard too many useless words spoken and she needed a friend. She was a North Dakota gal, tall, long and so beautiful. She told me on a… Continue reading