Category Archive: love

Rose colored glasses…

Rose colored glasses We made wishes to the Autumn moon. We laid on a hill in a sleeping bag and we talked of great dreams. You were going to be a nurse and… Continue reading

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Love behold, love be bold…

Love behold, love be bold A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poetry for the new book, The island.                                  Love… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you looked…

    I don’t remember how you looked.     Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe strawberry red? I  try to describe you and each time I remember less.… Continue reading

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Play me the waltz of the angels…

(Please be kind to the people near. Scary times for the all of us. A phone call, leave a message and help if you can. Time for us to slow down. Talk, be… Continue reading

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I would steal time, If I could for you

  I would steal time, if I could for you. Once I believed I was invincible and today I know. All of us, can break into pieces, like the broken glass of time.… Continue reading

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Love is like a flower garden…

Love is like a flower garden A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. (A Poem by Coyote Poetry We forget sometimes to show love to the people who truly loved us.)     Love… Continue reading

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Love had no pride…

   Love had no pride Pretty wishes, pretty memories, become kind and sweet places we have known. I remember my greatest wish, ginger hair girl with the eyes of hazel, she was once,… Continue reading

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Celestial beauty…

Celestial beauty   “He sees his love, and nothing else he sees.”—Thomas Campion   You are my folly and my blessings. You are my perfect night and my sweetest days. You love to… Continue reading

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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… Continue reading

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The fearless and daring

The fearless and the daring       We drank the September Germany wine and we found our private place where we locked the doors, allowed no-one in. We fell into blissful madness… Continue reading

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