Tag Archive: Relationships

Raging emotions.

Raging emotions. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A poem for love and my favorite place.         Raging emotions.. Long talks and strong coffee at the Monterey coffee shop.Bring lovers of the poetry together.Poets, writers… Continue reading →

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My lovely Beatrice. My beautiful muse by the sea.

My lovely Beatrice. My beautiful muse by the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry               My lovely Beatrice. My beautiful muse by the sea… Beautiful California for us to behold. Enter a love for the ages… Continue reading →

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The threshold…

The threshold A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We can be given motivation by the words of great poets. Thank you Rene Salinas for loaning me a verse.  “The threshold, wide and the appearance inviting.The… Continue reading →

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I want to be the one, you need.. And a beautiful Sinead Harnett song.

I want to be the one, you need. 1- We swayed with the sea, we loved the Storms of January. I swirled you into soft and easy circles on the empty Seaside beach.… Continue reading →

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I believe in forever once..

I believe in forever once.. I didn’t know, love could hurt so deeply. I didn’t know, your beautiful face would haunt me forever. I didn’t know, love wouldn’t be enough. I believe in… Continue reading →

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Should of loved you more.. And a beautiful Sinead Harnett song.

He watched the soldier leave and he wrote in a journal. “Should of loved you more Did I love you enough? Did I do enough? I should of ran to you, not away.… Continue reading →

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Come away with me… And a Beautiful Norah Jones song.

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One poem by a ancient writer and one poem by me.

Two poems. One poem by a ancient writer and another by a almost ancient writer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Thomas Nashe words are true today as 400 years ago. The world will struggle.… Continue reading →

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Fallen angels..

Fallen Angels.. In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war and missed faces. I joined the club at a young age. Bad decisions, dead brothers and… Continue reading →

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A thousand kisses deep.. Part two.

A thousand kisses deep.. Part two. The doors are locked and window block by the satin curtains.We infuse our bodies freely and wildly.We tossed the silk sheets upon the cold floor. We are sharing… Continue reading →

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