Tag Archive: Poem

Please stay with me my love’

Please stay with me my love   Once upon a life. I knew us. Dear Suzy. You were so perfect. So beautiful and kind. A boy’s wish and dream.   I learn from… Continue reading

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‘Two out of three ain’t bad’

  Two out of three ain’t bad   I told her. I will be your Hemingway and you can be my Agnes . You will be my beloved and untold story. I have… Continue reading

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Black as the night’

  Black as the night   Love is sweet and love can be so deadly. I knew Jenny was so damn beautiful. Youthful eyes and woman perfect curves, make a wise man become… Continue reading

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Promises and wishes’

Promises and wishes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Promises and wishes   “I loved you since the first day I met you. You became my dream the day you walked into… Continue reading

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Free bird- one of my favorite songs.

Free bird   We built our love upon straw and paper. We didn’t know love could be set on fire, burn and be forgotten when the straw and paper dispersed to the sky… Continue reading

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‘My ambrosia’

My Ambrosia Exposed legs, open bottle of wine and the dust of the day is a-coming. You have waited for me. You sat near the window and swam in deep thoughts. I wondered… Continue reading

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One more time’

One more time   Should I stay or should I go? Should we create a fire, we cannot put out. I whispered sweet baby, just one more time. Just one more kiss and… Continue reading

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‘The song of the living’

  The song of the living   The song of the living, the song of the dead   Songs sung to celebrate life and death.   I knew a Scotland beauty. She was… Continue reading

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Port Austin

Port Austin Port Austin, in the thumb of Michigan. Touched by Lake Huron. A gathering for the people who love the lakes and the privacy of the small city and the kind people.… Continue reading

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Passing through’

Passing through A poet and writer exchanging words and thoughts. The Coffee house poet told the writer. We can never win. Jack London once wrote. “The gods always win. Men believe they can… Continue reading

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