Category Archive: Leonard Cohen

Remember Leonard Cohen, some poetry

   Longing, belonging and our secrets Lover, lover, lover. Once we loved the long nights, once the wine tasted sweeter. Now our longing, belonging and our secrets, are bloody finger prints on a… Continue reading

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It it be, your will

  If it be, your will ” The flame of love You were the prettiest flower in the garden and I brought you close and I stole a kiss. I told you, dear lover.… Continue reading

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“Did I ever love you”

Did I ever love you?   Dying, lying, needing, bleeding.   Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing listeners at the Poetry reading in Monterey coffee shop.   Love… Continue reading

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The willow tree

The willow trees   Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can.   The bright eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I… Continue reading

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“My Joan of Arc”

My Joan of Arc   She painted her make-up upon perfect skin. She turned to me and she told me . “I need my war face tonight. I rarely show my real face… Continue reading

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“lover, lover, lover”

Burning desire   Locked doors took us to the utopia of the embrace and the sweet kiss. Protected by the whispers of Leonard Cohen songs in the background. Love was new for us… Continue reading

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“Fire, the flame and you”

  Fire, the flames and you   You are my river of joy, my muse in the mist of confusion.   I have hurt myself often, set fire to my dreams and watched… Continue reading

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My great love- part two

My great love   I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens, who… Continue reading

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Did I ever love you?

Did I ever love you? A Poem by Coyote Poetry New poetry           Did I ever love you? Dying. Lying. Needing. Bleeding. Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing… Continue reading

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“On the thread of a word”

On the thread of a word   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Been a while. A new poem.                               On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter… Continue reading

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