Tag Archive: love

The Scottish kisses

The Scottish kisses It was 1978 and the long days of Summer were here. Early June, warm days, weekend activities and weekend adventures to discover new places. I found safety in the German… Continue reading

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No regrets

I have no regrets   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                   (I have no regrets A Poem by Coyote Poetry Bad days become less… Continue reading

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The crazy ones

The crazy ones   You and I, we knew the sacred fire of love once. You and I, we were like careless children whispering promises of the love words, we couldn’t keep. You… Continue reading

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Tempting fate

Tempting fate   I am walking in the rain, the cold March rain upon my face, I am walking away from place of love turn black, I left a lady crying and alone.… Continue reading

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Stormy sea

Stormy sea   The beauty of the Monterey bay, left us feeling peaceful and thankful. The Poets read at the Pacific Grove coffee shop tonight. The 20 or so people enjoyed hearing the… Continue reading

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The rose colored glasses

Rose colored glasses   Sin, gin and too many bad nights. Once we knew love and tonight we have forsaken kindness. I remember when. You and I. Held hands by the Lake Clair… Continue reading

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Let us kiss and never part

Let us kiss and never part   She told the wandering soldier, be my love and stay with me in old Monterey. She brought his face into her warm bosom and she sang… Continue reading

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“I called your name”

I called your name   Beautiful lady weeps for me. I departed for unknown destination. I didn’t know. First tears will take us to weight-full memories and places amidst lonely descended wants and… Continue reading

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“Did I ever love you”

Did I ever love you?   Dying, lying, needing, bleeding.   Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing listeners at the Poetry reading in Monterey coffee shop.   Love… Continue reading

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Wildflower dreams

Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte)   Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving two people with no place to go. Love isn’t fair, need the unities of two people living and dying… Continue reading

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