Category Archive: love

My Michigan dream…

My Michigan dream…. “Hush my sweet baby, don’t you cry. I am here ,I shall never leave you, when the chills of the night come, I shall keep you warm and safe. You… Continue reading

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Never more, evermore or nothing more..

Never more, evermore or nothing more…. She told me, please take of the mask. You may not like what you see. You have learned to love the darkness, please look closer, look closer… Continue reading

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My midnight dancer…

 My midnight dancer… A pretty Gypsy girl, I watched her circle-dance with the sea. Spring Equinox brought me to the live music, the Gypsy girl befriended me in early Spring, she told me,… Continue reading

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Johnnie’s tango Friday. Songs and a few words.

Toss me, bring me closer. Let’s swirl into romance and dance for the moon and the stars. You whispered to me. I told you, I want the silky black dress, your wishful smile… Continue reading

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She danced by the light of the candles…

She danced by the light of the candles….. Sitting by the bay.Watching the sun fall into the sea. I’m a street poet of the night and I wear Army greens in the day. I’m waiting… Continue reading

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I serenaded to the paragon of beauty…

I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life                             I serenaded  to the paragon of beauty…. On… Continue reading

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Somewhere in time…

 Somewhere in time… The paradox of living, we get what we deserve. Once, the prettiest lady I have ever known, waited for a wayward man. I remember the fragrance of her skin, the… Continue reading

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A wish upon a star…

A wish upon a star A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld dreams never fade away. A  wish upon a star…. Every night before I close my eyes. I whisper your name. I make a wish to kiss your… Continue reading

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The lady in the black dress…

The lady in the black dress A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe never forget those hurricanes we had learn to adore The lady in the black dress… Dancing alone in a downtown Austin tavern with… Continue reading

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The last chance motel…

 The last chance motel… Summer Texas night, cold drink and no-place to go. Michigan dreamer, drinking his Long Island teas and writing into a journal. “Song of my father, songs of the long highways,… Continue reading

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