Tag Archive: Writing

She danced by the lights of the candles..

She danced by the lights of the candles.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Written in 1992 and rewritten.  She danced by the light of the candles.. I sat by the bay.Watched the sun fall… Continue reading

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I want to see you again..

I want to see you again. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Good days become sweet dreams with time.                    I want to see you again… The powerful Pacific ocean hide the love stories of… Continue reading

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You are so beautiful..

You are so beautiful.. The paradox of life. We will know more sadness than happiness. Poor Lucy sat alone hugging her Black Velvet whiskey and cussing at her world. I went to her… Continue reading

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Ain’t no fucking good war..

Ain’t no fucking good war. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Can’t allow the hate and fear to overcome us. World been the same for a long time. Must dance and love. Never know when… Continue reading

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My dearest love, I have found you..

My dearest love, I have found you..                    I want to make love to you from feet to sweet lips.                   Your brightness and sadness I need to know.                    I want us nude, heart and mind… Continue reading

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The heartstrings..

The heartstrings.. She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasseswith soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes.He knew she was playing him like… Continue reading

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The stone face man..

The stone face man A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Everybody got a story. Some folks understand. No-one want to hear them anyway.                               Stone face man.. In old New Orleans 1993. I found a… Continue reading

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Neon highway..

Neon highway A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Easy to be blinded and accept less.                                   Neon highway.. Beautiful woman sometime can get lost.Love become just another four letter words used to create emotion and… Continue reading

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Measure and weight..

Measure and weight A Poem by Coyote Poetry  What make us feel human and alive? I believe it is the love we embrace and the forgiveness we must understand and accept.                                     Measure and… Continue reading

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Wild Maria, dancing Maria. My Winter storm..

Wild Maria, dancing Maria. My Winter storm…. The crimson night, the thunder storms of life had brought me to you. I watched you from a distance and I dreamed of moonlight nights, feeling… Continue reading

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