Tag Archive: Poet

‘The coyote song’

The coyote song A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to be free to learn and dream. If we get lock in a cage. We are just waiting for death.   The coyote… Continue reading

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‘The cold-blooded lover

The Our cold-blooded lover My bad karma led me to you in 1986. You were tire and wore-out and needed a gentle touch and kind smile. I have not forgotten your wanting hazel… Continue reading

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Listen, remember and learn

Listen, remember and learn   ——————————————– Listen I love the misty mornings. I love the chill of Lake St. Clair lake when I sit alone near her. I listen to the lake and… Continue reading

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‘Fatal love’

Fatal beauty You were waited for me. Wearing light cotton nightgown and you had the beer in ice. We had planned this escape for months. I told you often. I needed you raw… Continue reading

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‘The easy days and the good days.

The easy days and the good days. On a cold days in the grasp of the Bosnian Winter. I wrote your name in the snow. Jennifer, Jennifer, my Jennifer. I love you. I… Continue reading

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‘The rising sun’

The rising sun   I sat in the New Orleans in 1996. I liked New Orleans. Hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I drank whiskey with old men and pretty… Continue reading

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The two guitars

Two guitars   I hurt myself today. I wanted to bleed real blood and I called you and I told you my love. I have forgiven you and I haven’t forgotten you. If… Continue reading

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Pease stay with me

Please stay all night with me She was my first storm I danced with. I loved how her long strawberry red hair moved when she danced by the Lake Superior lake. It was… Continue reading

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I love you/ Je t’aime

Je t’aime- I love you You told me in Paris once. “Je t’aime my Johnnie.” Your words like sweet wine overtook my mind and heart. Today I remembered you. Dark brown eyes and… Continue reading

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‘Savior, liar and sinner’

Savior, liar and sinner   Once I was saved. Pretty red-hair girl took my hands and she whispered. I love you Johnnie. Please don’t die, please live for me. She held me tightly… Continue reading

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