Tag Archive: love

Jazzy Thursday poetry…

Jazzy Thursday poetry.. 1- I told her she was so damn pretty. I love those eyes of coffee brown. I had watched her dance alone. Tight black dress, strong legs and robust body… Continue reading

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Never talk to strangers..

Never talk to a stranger.. The last tavern on the Austin, Texas street “Fifth street”.  Low music and people seeking conversation. Pretty lady sat with me and she ordered a double shot of… Continue reading

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Two old poems. Happy Thursday..

The coastline… I fell in love with her on a December morning.I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty,her power. I walk quickly to her.She was dancing on the… Continue reading

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Catch me if I fall..

My grandfather told me often. “Never leave with anger and negative words to someone you love. Better to hold silence if you are angry and tell them. I love you and I need… Continue reading

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The pretty flower near the sea..

The pretty flower near the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  For a Monterey, Ca. friend.  The pretty flower near the sea… I was station at Fort Ord for three years from December 1991… Continue reading

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Need more love letters…

Need more love letters… I gave my dearest love, I gave my kindest gal, a love letter. She caressed the letter and she told me. I thought you forgotten me dear lover. Do… Continue reading

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Jazzy Wednesday. Old love…

Old love… She  called me at midnight and she whispered. Johnnie, Johnnie. Do you remember me? I am so damn lonely tonight and please Johnnie. Can I come to you tonight? I told… Continue reading

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

Let us slow dance, while the world ends my darling. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Doris Day had stole my heart again.  “Kiss me once, kiss me twice, kiss me once again.. Doris Day… Continue reading

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The empty jars and a amazing Ray LaMontagne song.

The empty jars.. I watched her in the kitchen organizing the empty mason jars and empty bottles.She told me on a cold Winter morning,I store my dreams in the old mason jars.Each one… Continue reading

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The days of love and a beautiful Ayla Nereo song.

1— He loved her so. She played his heart softly and tenderly like a violin. Creating a song of majestic days, eternal nights. Her music filled with grace and joy. She was a… Continue reading

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