Tag Archive: Poet

Legacy, some little poetry.

Legacy, some little poetry. 1-  The Monterey tavern poet sat alone and beautiful Eleanor sat with him. Her eyes seeking his face, her eyes seeking his voice. He asked her, dear Eleanor. What… Continue reading

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Beautiful portraits.

Beautiful portraits… I drew with my pen, beautiful places and beautiful faces to paper. I keep alive kind memories, I keep alive the memories of the ancient cities, I once saw. I create… Continue reading

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Wantonness soul.

Wantonness heart.. (Once I sought death and I found death whispers. Death whispered told me. Not your time yet. You haven’t done enough.) Wantonness soul… Once wantonness man sought the long river,  once… Continue reading

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Damn you my lonely lady midnight.

Damn you my sad lady midnight. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Love is never fair.  Damn you my lonely lady midnight… I didn’t know, we didn’t know. We would crash and burn. You told… Continue reading

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One tin soldier.

One Tin soldier.. I have become a vulgar man. Once I had a young heart. Love didn’t darken my heart, love didn’t darken my mind. Life did. He told the mirror in the… Continue reading

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Love on the rocks.

Loves on the rocks.. Tonight me and Neil Diamond are hanging out together. I am writing my whiskey poetry tonight. Lately I needed the whiskey. Old wars, 500 Army shots and my sleeping… Continue reading

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If you go away.

If you go away.. 1- Careless life. Was it a life? 2- The world is not black and white. our world is multicolored. 3- Beautiful Beth, she favored the Irish Whiskey. She told… Continue reading

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Wild horses.

Wild horses.. 1- She as a blooming flower of nineteen, her eyes filled with the glittering of never-ending madness. She wanted ancient cities and aged wines. She wanted to learn the tango and … Continue reading

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Love is blindness.

Love is blindness… She laughed at his words. Love is blindness, all I can remember, is your face. She gave him a questionable face and she told him. You promise me posy of… Continue reading

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Daydream poetry.

A daydream.. 1- Once I dance a fool’s dance. Sang and dance till I could not. the God of tomfoolery, he did love me. Gelos would find me at midnight and we would… Continue reading

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