Category Archive: Poetry and story

Would you, could you….

O so sweet, O so soft…. My dearest miracle, I was alone till you blessed me with your sweet kiss and your gentle voice. Once I asked you.Would you, could you, love me?… Continue reading

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In the field of perfection….

In the field of perfection A Poem by Coyote Poetry Perfect place, rarely knowns. In the field of perfection I wished upon the first star of the new night, I wished for warm Spring… Continue reading

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We need easy days and kind evening my love

 We need easy days and kind evenings my love My pretty lady, my life, my love. The world is hard and we need to be sweet to each other. Too many naysayers and… Continue reading

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A Monterey Summer day….

A Monterey Summer day The poet sat alone drinking his coffee near the Monterey Bay. He was 35 years old and he felt like he had lived five lifetimes. The soldiers in his… Continue reading

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Swirl me in your mind..

 Swirl me in your mind I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading

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Everything was you…

Everything was you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Everything was you       Waking up alone. Booze, blood and nothing is all I got.     I have gone crazy and… Continue reading

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The storm…

The storm     We painted pretty pictures into the sand and we danced on cloud nine on the mountain peaks. We got lost on highway 69 and we didn’t want to be… Continue reading

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Katy Funke song and a poem.

The September song…. The leave are turning and the nights are cooler. The children are playing outside, enjoying the last days of Summer. I have become like the Autumn, my once young and … Continue reading

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Recollection….

Recollections   ————————————————————————————————————————- Kellie….     I was intoxicated by you. My beautiful dark eyes muse, you made me beg for seconds of time, to be near you. You were a wild spirit… Continue reading

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My home is Northern Michigan….

My home is Northern Michigan I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan and I remembered a good friend. We were not young, we were serving in the Army. 25… Continue reading

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