Tag Archive: poetry

Kisses in the dark. A Oscar Wilde poem and a beautiful Imany song.

Yet each man kills the thing he loves,By each let this be heard,Some do it with a bitter look,Some with a flattering word,The coward does it with a kiss,The brave man with a… Continue reading →

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Blame not the kiss. And a beautiful Imany song.

Blame not the kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Long Summer days bring hope and dreams of hope.                            Blame not the kiss… The pen and paper cannot give justice to your beautiful face.Words… Continue reading →

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Sacrificial meal..

Sacrificial meal… She was a tall, long legged Texas girl.  She gave me a coy smile.Somehow I caught her attention. I knew, a pursued man are just cattlewaiting to be slaughter. She bend… Continue reading →

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Remember to forget.. Part two.

“I like the way your nametastes in my mouth.” Green Remember to forget… 1- Regards to a old memory. Once your name, made me smile. Once your sweet voice. Made me know joy.… Continue reading →

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Remember to forget..

Remember to forget.. 1- Once, with a Germany night sky above me. Pretty Bridgette found me. She held me like a child and she told me. Play stay with me till you are… Continue reading →

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Morning glory and a amazing Cat Steven song.

Morning gloryA Poem by Coyote Poetry  “Good to open your eyes and see the glory of the new day and beauty near. “                                Morning glory.. The smell of fresh coffee and pancakes cooking and… Continue reading →

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It is Jazzy Tuesday. Old love.

Old love… She  called me at midnight and she whispered. Johnnie, Johnnie. Do you remember me? I am so damn lonely tonight and please Johnnie. Can I come to you tonight?I told her.… Continue reading →

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The irony of a love tale. Maybe love, maybe not..

The irony of  a love tale. Maybe love, maybe not?  She told me. The irony of a love tale, maybe love, maybe not? She told me, Fickle I am, fickle I was. I… Continue reading →

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Texas nights…

Texas nights. I arrived in Austin, Texas at six pm. Happy hour till nine. The one handed bartender Ted asked me. Hello Johnnie, is it a Long Island ice tea night? I smiled… Continue reading →

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