Tag Archive: Poem

Holy as love..

 Holy as love —– Pretty woman dancing with  me on the Belton, Texas dance hall floor on a Friday night.She told me. Honey, darling and my sweetheart.Love demands payment. Love is holy and… Continue reading

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Love words of a mad man..

Love words of a mad man A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Love can teach us madness.  1-Break me Please break me and  make me bleed. Show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring… Continue reading

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Beautiful Mahafsoun dancing and a poem “Something shouldn’t be held or touched.”

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Reflections..

Reflections A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Words have great power. Use them well.                                Reflection.. Writers and Poets write reflections like a painter uses his gentle strokes to create permanent images of lingering memories.… Continue reading

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Delicate wings..

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

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Another time, another place..

Another time, another place.. The loneliness man at Fort Hood volunteered for missions in Central American. He wanted to escape everything and he wanted to taste the Hemingway’s tropical paradise. Once he sought… Continue reading

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Can you catch a falling leaf?

Can you catch a falling leaf? The days of October are here and I did the greatest sin. I returned to a place of magic trying to find the scent of yesterday. Time… Continue reading

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I want to fall in love again..

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The stranger song and a Leonard Cohen song.

The  stranger  song.. Pretty lady  asked  her old lover.  When did we become strangers?Once  we talked, danced and sang the whole night through. Now we sat together.  Her eyes had died and  her… Continue reading

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You are my ocean..

You are my ocean.. My first love was the sea. She cannot controlled and she is free. I danced with her, as a child. I fell into her waves and I felt the… Continue reading

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