Tag Archive: Poem

“Delicate wings”

Delicate wings A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people are more tender than others                              Delicate wings Beautiful Liz. Allowed me in. Her word and beauty memorized me. Woman who strip down their… Continue reading

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“You cross my mind in the midnight hours”

You cross my mind in the midnight hours A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is a wild dance. Leave us holding tightly. Hoping forever with the breaking dawn ready to end the perfect… Continue reading

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Love words of a mad man

1-Break me Please break me and  make me bleed. Show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived, know life  can be okay. Drink of my… Continue reading

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“She serene me”

She serene me with the sweet words of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words of love leave us weak and needing more.                                 She serene me with the sweet words of love… Continue reading

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Dirty little secret-part four

Dirty little secrets (At bottom. Will  take you the other chapters.) Me and Liz sat till 4 am at the small park. She told me. “I came alive because of you. Once you… Continue reading

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A old poem with the same meaning-What will be left?

What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to show concern for Nature. Before she disappears.   What will be left? I took my children to the lake. Signs are… Continue reading

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Pryde amazing verbal poetry.

 

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“Bare and true”

Bare and true A Poem by Coyote Poetry Few times in a life. We open up to another and show them the real person.    Bare and true She was a noble beauty… Continue reading

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“Whisky lullaby”

Whiskey lullaby “Extensible Senses”, 2015-2016, Yuriy Ku Drop A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Whiskey lullaby I watched her undress slowly. She have found me drinking whiskey alone at the Monterey Bay. … Continue reading

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“Just a ghost in this house”

Just a ghost in this house A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. < Just  a ghost in this  house Once love  was  alive and well in our home.  Laughter, song  and  the… Continue reading

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