Monthly Archive: December, 2017

Savior, liar and sinner

Savior, liar and sinner A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Savior, liar and sinner Once I was saved. Pretty red-hair girl took my hands and she whispered. I love you Johnnie. Please… Continue reading

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“The stranger and the Poet’s song”

The stranger and Poet’s song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Leonard Cohen song gave me reasons to write this morning.                                     The stranger song Houses built on sand will sink. Love built on… Continue reading

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Paris-loin-de-la-mer

Originally posted on WORDS IN THE LIGHT:
Paris-loin-de-la-mer you did take me into your arms when I was born. Alas, wooden boats of yours do not know what salt tastes like nor they…

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“My true love”

My true love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978-rewritten in 2014                         My true love The feeling of joy is you. I have been submerged in your sweet kiss and tender… Continue reading

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‘The Nectar of you’

The nectar of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and very good places. The nectar of you She gave me gestures of kindness. Willingly opening the door of friendship. Her long… Continue reading

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“Little sin”

wickedlittlesins(Thank you Tumblr for the photo)   Little sin Your flowing black hair flowing in the gentle breezes making me wish to have you home nude and free. You are my little sin… Continue reading

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Steps beyond

Originally posted on Peace, Love and Patchouli:
Winds billow the cloth that holds together the pieces of a tattered heart, standing on the edge of a dream remembered and holding to the invisible…

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Past Lives

Originally posted on tragic magic:
I’m staring into your eyes. I can feel my heartbeat racing. By this world’s definition, you are a stranger. However, in the pit of my being, there’s something…

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“Coffee shop conversation”

Coffee shop conversation A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games.                                    Coffee shop… Continue reading

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“Sacrificial meal”

Sacrificial meal She was a tall, long-legged Texas girl. She gave me a coy smile. Somehow I caught her attention. I knew, a pursued man are just cattle waiting to be slaughter. She… Continue reading

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