Tag Archive: poems

My Medicine..

My Medicine.. She danced a circle dance near the sea for the moon and the stars.Her hair flowed freely in the warm nightly breeze.I told the kind moon, thank you for sending me… Continue reading

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He remembered love..

He remembered love.. Old man sat by the Lake St. Clair. He saw an auburn beauty walking the biking path, her eyes of sea-water blue and her soft smile lost in kind memory… Continue reading

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Boundless sea, honey love and sacred fires.

Boundless sea, honey love and sacred fires.. It was early Summer of 1994 and I was stationed at Texas. I went to Austin, Texas for the a  poetry reading. I was trying to… Continue reading

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Teach me tiger. Please listen to the amazing Julia Westlin.

Teach me tiger.. Sweet woman had lingered on my mind all day. Her long sun kissed legs and skin spread across soft sheets and bed. Left me  wanting to see wanting smile and… Continue reading

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Russian Roulette…

Russian roulette.. Beautiful young woman danced on a stage on the border of Austin Texas,moving like a beautiful butterfly in the breeze.She held the attention of the men holding tightly to good whiskey… Continue reading

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A lady vow..

A lady vow.. 1- A lady vow, maybe true, maybe a lie? Her pretty words are just promises to be broken. Her gift of a smile, her gift of a sweet kiss. Maybe… Continue reading

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Strangers, trains and planes..

Strangers, trains and planes A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some people can’t be held down. Freedom is too valuable. Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be in… Continue reading

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The night is young and the night is long, my love.

The night is young and the night is long, my love.. I saw you perfect in the day and I saw you wild and sweet in the early morning.You are my fire in… Continue reading

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I try to remember..

I try to remember A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old poetry with are-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014                          I try to remember.. I tried to remember the curves of your body.  Us blindfolded … Continue reading

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The sea, the wishes.. And a beautiful Tosha Hill song.

The sea, the wishes.. Lovely poet measured him with her gentle blue eyes and she watched how he spoke the words. She listened to his words and she adored the Monterey Dark Poet… Continue reading

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