Tag Archive: Relationships

Ghost and shadows- chapter one…

Ghost and shadows- chapter one. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Life is accepting life as-is. Maybe we have enough. Ghost and shadows- chapter one.  Beautiful Tanya waited patiently with the kind morning sun upon… Continue reading

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My Winter love…

My Winter love A Poem by Coyote PoetryCold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love…. I whispered your sweet name.My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory. I dreamed of… Continue reading

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The willow tree….

The willow trees….. Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can.The bright-eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I come to you by… Continue reading

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Your love, like heroin…

Your love, like Heroin… Lace and silk, whiskey and sin, pain and misery we loved. I loved to watch you paint your beautiful face and I told you. You are a natural beauty.… Continue reading

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You are the love of my life…

You are the love of my life A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe forget sometimes to show love to the people who truly loved us.                         You are the love of my life…. Once we… Continue reading

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Do I give enough? / Did we bleed?…

Did we give enough? /Did we bleed?…. The loco Monterey Poet shouted to the sea. Did I give enough? /Did we bleed? The prettiest girl in Monterey, she laughed at his words. She… Continue reading

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Swirl me in your mind…

Swirl me in your mind…. I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading

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Forget me not…

Forget me not…  I dreamed of you, I dreamed of us.I picked-up the phone.I was dreaming of your face, your voice, sweet like the German Summer wine.I dreamed of your long legs and… Continue reading

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The unknown story…

  The untold story… I have wore a necklace of pig skin rope and white crystal for 35 years. My most prize thing I keep now, upon my neck. Once a celestial beauty, we… Continue reading

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My eyes adored you…

My eyes adored you… I learn we are made of places and pieces. We are a puzzle being built slowly by time and memories. Old men think too much and the what if?… Continue reading

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