Category Archive: madness

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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I was told…

(thekillmanual Been gone for a while. Portrait by Jordan Torri) Tumblr  amazing poet and writer Anna Childs     I was told     The prettiest and most dangerous lady, I was told… Continue reading

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Bad, bad woman

Bad, bad woman She was the finest lady at the Stray cat Inn. She was wearing her tight black dress showing off her strong legs and robust breasts. Her beautiful face was seeking… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you looked….

  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… Continue reading

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“Secret places and hidden wishes”

Secret places and hidden wishes   I have  been dreaming of you again my beautiful Liz.  I saw your face today and I was driven to madness. I wanted to call you and… Continue reading

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Rear-end of a so-call love.

Rear-end of a so-call love   She poured the tequila and she told me I was the only one. I whispered to her, to the only one I’m holding tonight and I kissed… Continue reading

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“The wicked waltz”

This wicked waltz   Perfect beauty is waiting for me and she is dressed in a perfect red rose  dress. Her tempting shoulders and her flowing auburn hair make my blissful creature. My… Continue reading

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The Island- part four

(The Island- part four A Chapter by Coyote Poetry New chapter)   The Island- part four   I liked the Captain face. He had a ancient and kind face. He took my hands… Continue reading

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One earth, one people.

One earth, one people   Who remembered the people who once lived in the dead cities? Bombs, war and soldiers torn apart once great cities. Where did the people go? Who is responsible?… Continue reading

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She’s crazy

She’s crazy   I was like my father I believed. I liked the whiskey and the gin and I loved the women too. I believe I was a rolling stone who wanted the… Continue reading

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