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Molly Malone said. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a year in London Molly Malone said. “Sweet mistress Malone” I… Continue reading
Molly Malone said. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a year in London Molly Malone said. “Sweet mistress Malone” I… Continue reading
Lady mischief… The Coyote told the falling Sun, the rising moon. I need less hard days, I need more easy day, cooler nights. I want deep and soulful jazz, the long river near… Continue reading
Drinking again…. (December poetry number two) I use to like the daylight, I use to like the sun on my face. Somewhere in time, pretty things became less pretty. Conversation became, just useless… Continue reading
Cecelia, dear Cecelia A Poem by Coyote PoetryDecember poetry number one. Cecelia, dear Cecelia… Cecelia, Cecelia. Awake my dear lover, the morning had sprung and we must find the sea with the moon falling into… Continue reading
No take-backs my friend…. Young man in the dark tavern told the bar Poet. I broke a woman heart and I spoke cold and heartless words . I should of never said. The… Continue reading
Idyllic place and time A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe need beautiful beautiful places and beautiful faces Idyllic places and time…. The storyteller… Continue reading
Isabella, dear Isabella A Poem by Coyote PoetrySome people can steal your heart and mind. I took the midnight train to Florence; the days of Spring were coming to an ending. I loved the… Continue reading
I saw the sun in your eyes… You and I, we are dancing by the Monterey Bay, I am singing words of love for you. You asked me, Johnnie, why did you save… Continue reading
Scarborough fair… I once dance with the prettiest gal at the Scarborough fair. I told her, I wanted to marry her and to make her smile every day of her life. She smiled… Continue reading
We are born to live A Poem by Coyote PoetrySeek good people, seek new adventure and make someone smile. … Continue reading