Tag Archive: Poem

The brown eyed girl..

The brown eyed girl A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some woman make you wish you were young and free again. They bring to life the desire for you to want to be wild and… Continue reading

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Love letters, never send…

A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Sometime letters are not send. Maybe fear of rejection? Or fear of being wanted?                      Love letters, never send… Dear Peggy… I wanted to drop a note. I left… Continue reading

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The Devil dances at midnight…

The Devil dances at midnight… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  July new poetry forty-seven.  The Devil dances at midnight… Prettiest gal at the Belton, Texas dance told me. The Devil dances at midnight and… Continue reading

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My due reward.

My due reward… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  July new poetry number forty-six.  My due reward… Once the kindest girl in Michigan told me. Please don’t die. You love your damn wars, maybe if… Continue reading

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I overlooked an Orchid…

  I overlooked the orchid… I overlooked the orchid while searching for a rose. The orchid I overlooked was you. The rose that I was searching for was proved to be untrue. The orchid,… Continue reading

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Lady green, lady blue…

Lady green, lady blue… Lady green, lady blue, lady sweet. Please allow me to watch you dance with the Pacific. Please allow me to waltz with you with the Summer moon above. Allow… Continue reading

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The reaper.

The reaper… I have played hide and see with the reaper and the fucking reaper found me in Downtown Austin, Texas. She was a pretty gal with a voice of gold. She told… Continue reading

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The poet’s heart…

__The poet wrote to paper. Where are you my love, sweet. He told the morning sky, do you remember? I promised you a Summer waltz near the sea and I am waiting for… Continue reading

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The blue dress…

The blue dress.. (You damned me dear pretty lady and the blue dress is haunting my dreams. Are you coming to me, or walking away? I watch your bare feet walking on the… Continue reading

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Love is a flowing river…

Love is a flowing river…  For Star.. The pretty songbird sang her song. Dressed in a blue dress and a smile of gold. Her gentle and sweet voice allowed the listener, to escape… Continue reading

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