Tag Archive: Online Writing

One more cup of coffee.

One more cup of coffee.. She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her… Continue reading

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The darkness.

The darkness… Tonight, I can see shadows of faces and hear the shadows of lost voices. They are interrupting my dreams. Now I seek to find beauty and kindness in our ugly world.… Continue reading

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A wish upon a star.

A wish upon a star. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Rewrote some older poetry.  A wish upon a starA Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams never fade away.  A  wish upon a star… Every night before I… Continue reading

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Summer morning day poetry.

Summer morning day poetry. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  My muse is alive this day  Summer morning day poetry. 1- Was just a kiss, was just a sweet memory. Maybe was the sweetest kiss?… Continue reading

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One, two, three, four. Do we begin again?

One, two, three, four. Do we begin again? 1- Did I find you? Or did you entrap me? Am I the captive or the guard? One, two, three, four. Did we dance? Prey… Continue reading

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The empty jars.

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… Continue reading

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I remember you.

I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Sometimes we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.  I remember you.                The summer days were long.The… Continue reading

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In Monterey.

In Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We can try to escape. Sooner or later the memory will catch up with us.          In Monterey. I called you to tell you I was all… Continue reading

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The hills and the Apache.

The hills and the Apache. I had two bottles of good tequila. A bag of some fresh lemons and some salt.I drove for three hours to the California fault line.Do some free-climbing and… Continue reading

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My sweet Peggy.

My sweet Peggy.  She is sitting alone in the warm  Florida’s evenings.  She is raw, sexy and like a wild cat in the tropics. She is hungry, desperate and passionate. Her dreams are… Continue reading

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