Tag Archive: love

Love is a careless child…

Love is a careless child. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  “Know that love is a careless child, And forgets promises past.” Sir Walter Raleigh                              Love is a careless child… I took my pen… Continue reading

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The animal… For Ukraine..

The animal. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Who is the real loser in a war? Is there a winner?  Men of hate keep a-coming. Hitler took Poland first and he kept going. The world… Continue reading

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Two out of three, ain’t bad.

Two out of three, ain’t bad. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Lonely are the people who wasted love and friendship.  (Johnnie in Monterey in 1991) Two out of three ain’t bad…. I was sitting… Continue reading

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A wild bird…

 A wild bird…. I saw the fear in her eyes.She told me that “I love you.I need you.” But I’m afraid.Afraid of losing myself in a emotionwhere I won’t be able to escape.… Continue reading

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The old man blues…

The old man blues… A black wind is touching my face, neither sadness or happiness can I know. I ain’t cold, I ain’t warm. I am just alive. Once a misty eyes beauty… Continue reading

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In the field of perfection…

In the field of perfection… I wished upon the first star of the new night, I wished for warm Spring days, good drink, long days and warm kisses. I want to drink in… Continue reading

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Lost in the abyss of you…

  Lost in the abyss of you…. Can sleeping men sleep find peace? My mind wandered to far away places to when I was brave. My youthful heart believed in love, I believe I… Continue reading

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Scottish kisses…

Scottish kisses…. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  The kisses of love. Never forgotten.                                            … Continue reading

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I believed in love once…

I believed in forever once A Poem by Coyote Poetry  When a woman loved you. You are blessed.  I believe in forever once… I didn’t know, love could hurt so deeply. I didn’t know,… Continue reading

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Love is like a hammer…

 Love is like a hammer… I left Michigan in 1991 and I sat in the Jazz club at 12 pm, trying to write a poem. The Jazz man was playing the songs, so… Continue reading

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