Katie wrote to me.
Katie wrote to me. A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem with a proper re-write. Katie wrote to me.. Painted words and bloody thoughts are what the writer understands and hold tightly to. The… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Romance
I would steal time for you, if I could.
I would steal time for you, If I could. Once I believed I was invincible and today I know. All of us, can break into pieces, like the broken glass of time. If… Continue reading
The poet and the naked lady.
The poet and the naked lady.. I fell in love with a long-legged woman, her eyes of never-ending questions and her flowing auburn hair stole my voice and my eyes. I ate breakfast… Continue reading
In your eyes and a lovely Debbie Gibson song.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can feel like kings or paupers when a woman bless you with love and kindness. In your eyes In your eyes.I’m everything,the sun and the moon.The warm… Continue reading
No takebacks my friend.
No take-backs my dear friend… Young man in the dark tavern told the bar Poet. I broke a woman heart, and I spoke cold and heartless words. I should have never said. The… Continue reading
The cold night whispered.
The cold night whispered. The April rain hid my tears and I walked alone.Once great love turns indifferent andour love true turn to fathom dreams. We spoke careless words,maybe true, maybe not?Maybe we… Continue reading
Beautiful stranger.
Beautiful stranger. Sitting alone in the corner in a piano bar in Austin, Texas.Reflecting on things lost on the road. Strangers are around me.Whispering secret to their lovers.Under the dim lights.Where words are twisted to revive passion… Continue reading
Mercy, mercy me.
Mercy, mercy me… We were Long Island ice teas and long talks.We were free climbers of the free mountains, and we loved dancing with the Pacific.You were the most beautiful woman, I ever… Continue reading
Sweet pleasure and rare delights.
Sweet pleasure and rare delights. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories become sweeter with time. Sweet pleasure and rare delights… Sweet pleasure, rare delights.Some dreams should not be touched.They burn the heart till… Continue reading
Dead poets.
1- Open doors Open the shades wide.Lite the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be afraid of the dark and lonely nights.We are just flesh and bones.Needing to dance into the… Continue reading