Monthly Archive: February, 2018

‘Perhaps, perhaps’

Perhaps, perhaps my love The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the night had brought her to me. Words are shared in the… Continue reading

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joy

Originally posted on hands in the garden:
blazed through packed pub on tails of wounded evenings unexpected, engaging. nabbed my sturdy bowl of scotch, bodly took a sip- adverse to sharing, I made…

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‘The moonlight and you’

The moonlight and you I found her again on a rainy Fall October night and I fell to my knees and I told her. When I lost you. I learn I could bleed… Continue reading

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She is Poetry

Originally posted on I and The Pen:
Image source: here She is every consonant In cordially composed cacophonous crescendo And every vowel In lilts on alliterative assonance She wears laughter Lining foregone constellations…

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Highway poetry

Highway poetry-short poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Wander or slowly die She was so beautiful. She moved like a wild and free animal. I knew she was untamed and lusted… Continue reading

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My earth, our earth–A prayer

My earth, our earth–A prayer Dear Goddess of the morning sun. Thank you for the splendor of the new day. Thank you for the gifts of open and free valleys, the towering mountain… Continue reading

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A safe place to go

  A safe place to go Once we were wild horses. Once we loved the wide open road. Once all we needed was holding and loving each other though-out the long days and… Continue reading

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‘The tango’

The tango   Legs touching legs, body touching body and face touching face. two body connected in the song. You are my temptation, my Beatrice. We allow the Paris nights to show us… Continue reading

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‘I hate you, war’

I hate you, war A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.   I hate you, War Dear grandchild. I’m so sorry. I left you just blood and hate.  My father left me Vietnam… Continue reading

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