Tag Archive: poems

The storm.

The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Sometimes we want what we shouldn’t have.”                                       The storm. She had shrouded him with gentle embrace. She was his dream and want. He knew to refrain… Continue reading

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A wish upon a star.

A wish upon a star. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Rewrote some older poetry.  A wish upon a starA Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams never fade away.  A  wish upon a star… Every night before I… Continue reading

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The song of love.

The Song of love. Drunkenness in a reckless love, knowing the true fragrant of love.The blackness of love, the whiteness of love.The dead love, the alive love.The desperate love and the forgotten love.… Continue reading

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The poet’s heart.

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… Continue reading

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The parable of the flowers.

The parable of the flowers and the lovelorn man… She was a perfect beauty. She danced nightly on a stage in Killeen, Texas.  I went nightly and I waited for my tainted beauty… Continue reading

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The lost and found.

The lost and found A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen love is misplaced. hard to find again.                      The lost and found…. I loved the Monterey nights.  I would walk from Fort Ord, California to… Continue reading

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Song of love.

Song of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Words and thoughts for today. I was reading the ancient writers today.”                                Song of love. Drunkenness in a reckless love, knowing the true fragrant of… Continue reading

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The Pacific Ocean.

The Pacific Ocean. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  The sea. Beautiful place weaved into my dream.                                     … Continue reading

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The poet and the artist.

The poet and the artist A poet and a artist sitting by Santa Cruz boardwalk drinking coffee and chasing conversation. The morning was perfect, the sea was calm and the coffee was strong.… Continue reading

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A poet’s love.

“As long as the poet’s words live, the beloved will be, in a way, still alive too.” Shakespeare “If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.”― Mike  Everett “If a… Continue reading

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