Tag Archive: Online Writing

I would steal the moon for you..

 I would steal the moon for you.. My beloved, my midnight dream, my three am dancer. We found safe haven near the sea, small tent and sleeping bag. We drank tequila with the… Continue reading

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The liar’s moon..

The liar’s moon A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A half moon night. Maybe a few white lies are allowed.”                          Liar’s moon.. The… Continue reading

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My Masterpiece.

My masterpiece Once blushing beauty stole my heart. She create a rage of need I never knew. She found me sitting alone by the Boeblingen lake and her river blue eyes stole everything… Continue reading

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love is, just another four letter word.

Love is, just another four letter word… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Sometime love become another dirty word…  The word, Love is. Just another four letter word…  She was so tire of the useless… Continue reading

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The drinking song. and Haley Heynderickx wonderful song.

Drinking song… Once I met Bukowski in California and he told me. Never truth a man, who never drinks.  I learn with old age. He was right. Drunk men or women will tell… Continue reading

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The Devil dances at midnight.. And The Dead South amazing song.

The Devil dances at midnight… Prettiest gal at the Belton, Texas dance told me. The Devil dances at midnight and I brought her closer on the dance floor and I asked her. Does… Continue reading

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Already broken and Karliene beautiful voice.

Already broken… Oldest and most tire man in Michigan escaped to find something lost. He remembers a Auburn hair with a silky voice, the whiskey nights and the Soldier’s liar prayer. He gave… Continue reading

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The Coyote song. Lest we forget..

Lest we forget… Lately the days have become slower and I want less. Once the wild Coyote ran and ran till he found some pleasure, some laughter and a safe place to rest.… Continue reading

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Wild Maria, dancing Maria, my Winter storm..

Wild Maria, dancing Maria, my Winter storm… The crimson night, the thunder storms of life had brought me to you. I watched you from a distance and I dreamed of moonlight nights, feeling… Continue reading

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Ghosts and shadows…

Ghosts and shadows- chapter one. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  Life is accepting life as-is. Maybe we have enough.  Ghost and shadows- chapter one.  Beautiful Tanya waited patiently with the kind morning sun upon… Continue reading

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