Tag Archive: Writing

I remember you and a fantastic Doris Day song.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Sometimes we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.” I remember you. The summer days were long.The splendor of the blue… Continue reading

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Art and words.

Art and words A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Art is poetry for the eyes.                                Art and words. In ancient China. They believed there was a affinity between painting and poetry.The true masters of… Continue reading

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Too late for forgiveness. Be kind, listen and think.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry “A new poem finally. A sad one. If you feel death is more important then life. Please call me. Maybe I can help.” Too late for forgiveness.. Second brother… Continue reading

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Spin the bottle.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry “The game of youth get used without our permission with old age.”                    Spin the bottle. Old man sat alone. He told me. Damn if you do. Damn if… Continue reading

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Everybody knows.

Everybody knows. (Everybody knows. Trickery and foolishness had led us to new place. Everybody knew we allowed a mad man to win. I hold no hatred for the Arabic people. They have been… Continue reading

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Two steps from hell. A secret melody.

Two steps from hell- A secret melody.. He told the pretty British girl in the city of London. There are consequences for every action, we do. The fatality of youth, we believe. We… Continue reading

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Mercy and forgiveness.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Need mercy and good friends to survive this life.” The Quality of Mercy The quality of mercy is not strain’d.It droppeth as the gentle rain from heavenUpon the place… Continue reading

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Two guitars.

Two guitars. I  hurt myself today. I wanted to bleed real blood, and I called you and I told you, my love. I have forgiven you and I haven’t forgotten you. If you… Continue reading

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Toxic and a beautiful Yael Naim song.

Toxic. Extraordinary beauty danced alone. Green eyes offered me glances of come and dance a forbidden dance. Wise men know to run when the siren called. Foolish men fall to the landscape of… Continue reading

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I want to dance with you.

(Easy life and quiet death-Sir Walter Scott) (We poets in our youth  begin with gladness; but there off in the end despondency and madness- Wordsworth) I want to dance with you tonight. Sober… Continue reading

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