Monthly Archive: June, 2017

The Poet’s love-part two

The Poet’s love-part two A Chapter by Coyote Poetry More words.     The Poet’s love- Trujillo, Spring 1986 Lawrence enjoyed the night life. He was a skilled Doctor with many opportunities. He decided… Continue reading

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Cockroach

Originally posted on TheFeatheredSleep:
Woman looked up in to sky saw there her future we are cockroaches she told her husband that evening at dinner as he sat trying to eat fast so…

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“Delicate wings”

A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people are more tender than others                              Delicate wings Beautiful Liz. Allowed me in. Her word and beauty memorized me. Woman who strip down their true cover… Continue reading

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“Sanctuarties of the sweet kiss”

Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and embrace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Best days of a life. When love is being born.                                Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and embrace. My beautiful enchantress.… Continue reading

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“I left a lady crying”

I left a lady crying A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just some words.                                     I left a lady crying Lady true lay down alone. Words of love left her upside down and alone.… Continue reading

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A scar of war.

Originally posted on LIVE yOUR LIFE:
Lost in the world of the hate, a lone lady tried to survive. Every day he’d toil so hard, with a fear of being shot at alive…

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“Love is a careless child”

Love is a careless child A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Enjoy. Love is a careless child Her skin whiter than Winter snow and her trembling lips of soft pink tempted the… Continue reading

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“Water and fire”

Water and fire A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Water and fire I told the Irish beauty in the tavern In Austin, Texas. Some men are dying and some men are living.… Continue reading

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“The lost and found”

The lost and found A Poem by Coyote Poetry When love is misplaced. hard to find again.                      The lost and found I loved the Monterey  nights.  I would walk from Fort Ord,… Continue reading

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Perception

Originally posted on Imaginateweb:
via Daily Prompt: Meddle If you never know, you’ll never be hurt. If you never try, you’ll never fail. If you never start, you’ll never be late. If you…

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