Tag Archive: poetry

Tattoos

tattoos A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old stories become better with time.                               Tattoos My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos?… Continue reading

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I needed a Summer poem. “I remember you”

I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.   I remember you. The summer days were… Continue reading

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I want to love you like

I want to love you like A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and good song. . I want to love you like I want to love you like we are babies just… Continue reading

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I try to remember

I try to remember A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry with are-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014                         I try to remember Written in 1992/re-written in 2014 I tried to remember the… Continue reading

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Only you

Only you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry of love                                Only you I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach… Continue reading

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The good path

                                          The good path Where do I go from here? I have made… Continue reading

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My favorite poem. “You will always be on my mind”

              You will always be on my mind The splendor of true love, Where you allow the wall of fear to fall completely down. Allowing emotion and… Continue reading

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Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors

Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts upon life.                         Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors The solemn days leave us with faces of ghosts, demons and… Continue reading

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She was a cruel one

                  She was a cruel one. Love left me empty and alone. I had accepted the circumstances with ease. Jack Daniel and Black velvet kept… Continue reading

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Live is easy when we learn. We are just “Flesh and bones”

          Flesh and bones (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain. I stood with… Continue reading

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