Tag Archive: Online Writing

My beautiful Brigitte

                      Beautiful Brigitte (Few people touch our hearts who want nothing in return. I was thankful 34 years ago and today for my blue… Continue reading

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Sacred places and sweet dreams

Sacred places and sweet dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Memories are like good red wine. Become more valuable with time and separation.     Sacred places and sweet dreams She traced my skin… Continue reading

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A story. Old Soldier

Old Soldier A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had seen and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You… Continue reading

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A poem to remember warm and sunny days. Big Surf a-dreaming

Big Surf a-dreaming. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a trip. You are invited. Most beautiful and peaceful place. Big Surf, Ca.                    … Continue reading

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Poetry for love. Beautiful faces and passionate kisses

Beautiful faces and passionate kisses. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be young in heart. Willing to rebirth love and desire everyday of an life.                     Beautiful faces and passionate kisses When… Continue reading

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The sweet red wine

Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible.                      … Continue reading

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Three short poems.

Three short poems about love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Trying to be less epic for one day.                       Three short poems about loveOpen doors Open the shades wide. Lite the incense candles… Continue reading

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Who can limit love?

Who can limit love? She wanted to be the Joan of Arc in the mystery of love. I told her. Love is like the early morning tide of the sea. You can’t control… Continue reading

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Bittersweet goodbye

Bittersweet goodbye A Poem by Coyote Poetry Goodbyes are necessary. Need closure to all things.     Bittersweet closure “I walk up to her house. I celebrated one year with this young woman. In… Continue reading

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The sea and memories. We need muses and sirens. Lead us to the unknown.

My siren A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we need beauty and mystery to keep our hope alive.                                              My… Continue reading

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