Tag Archive: Poet

Some words and a photo of Big Sur.

Listen, think, speak   Grandfather told me often. Take two to fight and take one not to fight. If the aggressor had no-one to fight. Maybe we can learn peace. Grandma told me… Continue reading

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Love letters

Love letters — part two.   My sweet love. We may be foolish, wishing into a wishing well for things we do not have anymore. I want you to know joy and happiness… Continue reading

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Love letters never send

Love letters never send   Old man wrote a letter. He wrote “My dear love.”   What we don’t do. These are the memories that will break our heart forever. You and I.… Continue reading

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Some nature poetry and photos

Some nature poetry A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words   Nature Poetry The mountain range, standing strong and beautiful. Art for the people who love the open and free spaces. The free… Continue reading

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Fever’

Fever   I told her.” Love don’t die sweetie. Love is like the German wines, become more sweeter and tastier with time.” Tonight you are wearing your red dress and your dangerous smile.… Continue reading

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Dead flowers

Dead flowers (Some short poetry) —- Please don’t talk no-more   Pretty lady crying and she whispered to her banished lover. Please speak no-more. Your words had turned worthless and meaningless. Your face… Continue reading

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Diamonds and gold’

Diamonds and gold     I held wealth and traveled to the four corners of our world. I lost and gained love. I thought I knew what life and love was. I wear… Continue reading

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Man-up, Lady-up

Man-up, Lady-up A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.   Man-up, Lady-up   My daddy told me often. Man-up Johnnie, Life is hard and you must be harder. Life will toss you shit,… Continue reading

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‘Dirty little secret

Dirty little secrets   I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember ‘ You and I’. I’m the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we… Continue reading

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‘You are my ocean

  You are my ocean   My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free. I danced with her, as a child. I fell into her waves and I felt the safety of… Continue reading

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