Tag Archive: Online Writing

I don’t remember how you looked.

I don’t remember how you looked. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories dance in my head. Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day. I don’t remember how you… Continue reading

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Don’t look at me with disappointment.

Don’t look at me with disappointment. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Better to walk alone then to walk with the dead in spirit.                          Don’t look at me with disappointment.      … Continue reading

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Wasted words and lonely nights.

Wasted words and lonely nights. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The lessons of love are taught to harden or soften the heart. Wasted words and lonely nights I found her sitting alone in the… Continue reading

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Sacrifice and blasphemy.

Sacrifice and blasphemy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Freedom is very costly.                                      FREEDOM I will never forget freedom. Just promise Please promise That you never forget me. (By Poet Dorene Oliver Dedicated… Continue reading

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My Winter love

My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love. I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory.… Continue reading

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Secret love and hidden memory.

Secret love and hidden memory. I saw her face today.Made me wander back in time.Each of us hold our Beatrice’s near.The writer holds on to memories like a drunkard holds on to his… Continue reading

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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 eyes Angel who… Continue reading

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Sweet pleasures and rare delights.

Sweet pleasure and rare delight. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories become sweeter with time. Sweet pleasure and rare delights Sweet pleasure, rare delights. Some dreams should not be touched. They burn… Continue reading

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Change

Change A Poem by Coyote Poetry Change is needed when we are locked in. Never know what is around the next turn?                                   Change I sat with a kid of 23 at a… Continue reading

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Angela

Angela (I knew a  beauty in California. So beautiful and already dead in soul. I tried to bring her laughter and joy. Sad part she fated away to her self pity. I always… Continue reading

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