Category Archive: mercy

Wicked game

┬áThe wicked game I am not right no-more, I will never be right again. Your sweet song made me want the madness, the madness of loving you forever. Your eyes stole my mind,… 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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“The silence and the sea”

The silence and the sea Blessed is the man who knew regret and he learn from it. Lucky is the man who loses the emotion of rage, learn to live in the splendor… Continue reading

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“Peace will come”

Peace will come   My child, don’t you cry. War is near and life is so hard. Tomorrow may come and a new day where the sun shall shine upon a world where… Continue reading

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“The Iron Mountain song”

The Iron Mountain song   I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw her face and I needed to talk to her one more… Continue reading

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A kind and sweet lullaby

Please sing to me, a kind and sweet lullaby.   In the night when I’m overtook by the weight of life. You touched my face and brought my head into the safety of… Continue reading

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The water and the fire

  The water and the fire   I told the Irish beauty in the tavern in Austin, Texas. Some men are dying and some men are living. Death is like a fire. It… Continue reading

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Roses and lovers

Roses and lovers   “O my love, O my love. I said: Let me fall or stand, let me fall or stand, let me live or die, but this once hear me speak-… Continue reading

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Liar’s moon lullaby

Liar’s moon lullaby   I told the liar’s moon, eleven anthrax shots given to my by the Army. I have forgotten more than I remember.   I search my deaden mind for faces,… Continue reading

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Happy or sad?

Happy or sad?   Pretty poet asked, Monterey dark poet, are you drinking by the sea tonight?   He looked at her pretty face and he whispered.   The sea is kind, always… Continue reading

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