Tag Archive: Writing

Please stay with me, till the world ends my dear lover.

Please stay with me, till the world ends my dear lover… I called your name and I asked the moon. Please one more kiss, please one more dance with the most beautiful lady… Continue reading

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Jazzy Thursday. Sleepless nights..

Sleepless nights.. You and me, me and you. We love the Jazzy songs, slow dancing bare-ass for the midnight moon and making love till noon. You are my coffee mornings, my Lone Islands… Continue reading

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Who am I now? And a beautiful LeAnn Rimes song.

Who am I now? We are the same, we are different. I believe we want the same things and some of us want more and some of us want less. Some of  us… Continue reading

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The Chelsea hotel…

A Poem by Coyote Poetry I went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark taverns at night. I like… Continue reading

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Poesy.. Dryden quotes.

Poesy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thank you Dryden for your poetry. Gave me reason to write today.”                               Poesy.. (For Dryden) True Poets dodge the fake-ness of fame.They allow praise to fall from… Continue reading

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Reflection.. Write, write and write some more.

Reflection.. Writers and Poets write reflections like a painter uses his gentle strokes to create permanent images of lingering memories. Writers and Poets write of the impression of perfect sunrises and of the… Continue reading

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Just love..

Just love.. This night I was in Washington State at Fort Lewis. I was in the NCO(Non-commission officer) school. 8 weeks of training to be a leader.  It was a Friday night and… Continue reading

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A Lady vow..

A Lady vow.. 1- A lady vow, maybe true, maybe a lie? Her pretty words are just promises to be broken. Her gift of a smile, her gift of a sweet kiss. Maybe… Continue reading

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Everything was you..

“Words become more important with time. Better to separate with kindness. No guarantee will meet again“ Everything was you… Waking up alone. Booze, blood and nothing is all I got. I have gone… Continue reading

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The Nightingale song..

The Nightingale song.. The Ojibwa grandfather volunteered to watch the five grandchildren and he took them to the big water. He told them if you listen well, you can hear the nightingale songs… Continue reading

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