Monthly Archive: November, 2017

Poetry

Poetry-three short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Imagine, taunting, you — Deluded love. Love captured. Love forgotten. —- Heart ruthless. Heart betrayed. A bone yard of love. Just broken glass… Continue reading

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“Now nothing remains the same”

Now nothing remains the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                              Now nothing remains the same Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the canvas of… Continue reading

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“Lay lady lay”

Lay lady lay A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Lay Lady lay I remember you. Your eyes of hazel green and the softness of your voice made me stop and worship the… Continue reading

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“The lullaby”

The lullaby A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. The lullaby   The old poet sang a lullaby to the sea. A lullaby, a sensual woman whispered to me once on a warm… Continue reading

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“The ankle bracelet”

The ankle bracelet A Poem by Coyote Poetry Simple items can take us to good times and days.                            The ankle bracelet The defining of beauty is easy to describe. I have stood… Continue reading

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Mesmeric Melody.

Originally posted on Wanderings of a lost soul…:
Do you hear? My love, this music This jingle, When in love we Mingle, Listen my love, My heart Dancing on the Rhythms, My lips…

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I Wasn’t Alone (It Was An Aspie Dream)

Originally posted on Musing of my Mind :
What if I told you I wasn’t alone and I had been lying to you like her I like you (I adore you) You’re a good…

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The twisted dance of love

The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. A rewrite from December, 1988. The twisted dance of love (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in… Continue reading

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“Petite mort- part two

Petite mort part two A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                              Petite mort She was a portrait of beauty. Her love was locked away, waiting for the perfect man and the gentle… Continue reading

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The truth and knowing peace.

Truth and knowing peace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and thinking too much                Truth and knowing peace Sober mornings leave the careless men with decaying love, to swim in… Continue reading

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