Tag Archive: Poem

The beauty and the sea…

The beauty and the sea         You saved me. You waited for me by the blessed Pacific ocean and you turned to me. You looked at me with your sea… Continue reading

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Wisp of the night…

Wisp of the night A Poem by Coyote Poetry Used a paragraph by a Poet name Arsh. I hope you like. Wisp of the night What have we become. We have become stranger in… Continue reading

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Amie do, Amie does

 Amie do,  Amie does A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be fearless and touch dreams.                       Amie do, Amie does Beautiful as the… Continue reading

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I hate you, I love you…

I hate you, I love you     I try to escape you. I try to flee your memory. I repeat secret words in hidden places in my mind. I hate you, I… Continue reading

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Sanctuary…

 Sanctuary ——————————————————————– I love you my pretty, I love you for a thousand reasons. You make me feel important and safe. In my confused and hard world, you listen to me in the… Continue reading

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Tender loving care…

  Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love is given without the desire of reward.                                      Tender loving care She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the… Continue reading

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We get what we deserve

 We get what we deserve I wrote on the bar napkin, a name of a kind woman who is dead to me now. Once the Bacchus wine made lovers of us, we were… Continue reading

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The heartstrings…

The heartstrings   She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasses with soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes. He knew she was… Continue reading

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Ravishing beauty dancing alone…

Ravishing beauty dancing alone. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Hard to brake down walls of regret and disappointment. Need time and distance to forget. Ravishing beauty dancing alone We will masquerade  as many people.… Continue reading

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Hands of stone

Hands of stone A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of stone, soft and tender to the people we love and care for. We must make time for the family. Be kind… Continue reading

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