Tag Archive: Poem

Old love..

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Please sing me a lullaby, my sweet lady..

Please sing me a lullaby, my sweet lady.. My lovely lady lay in sweet slumber and I whispered into her ear. You are my morning blessing, my daytime kindness and my midnight cherish… Continue reading

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Happy Thanksgiving and a poem. Be kind to someone today..

Be kind to each other—— Sober men can’t write the truth, godless men can’t see heaven. Liquor voices, does not seek salvation, only seek to repent to the whiskey bottle. We are like… Continue reading

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We are, what we leave behind..

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Let’s drink and pray for more..

Let’s drink and pray for more.. Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor.Barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin.Her wild eyes searched for what she needed. I… Continue reading

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Happy Thanksgiving. My grandfather house.

My Grandfather house (First written on 14 March 1980- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly.I have growth from a small lad to a old man. I remember following you my… Continue reading

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Five mini-poems.

Five mini poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just some little poems.                                 1- WarThe war is over.The guns locked away andthe soldiers are resting.Youth and eyes burned out by war.No-one won.                                 2-… Continue reading

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The raging water..

The raging water.. I saw your bare skin laying on the soft bed alone and I’m  writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need… Continue reading

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Dreaming of Scotland..

Dreaming of Scotland.. She was as pretty as a picture.Fate had brought her to me at a dark tavern in Germany.Her raging brown eyes andauburn hair across gentle and soft shoulders.Her fragrance of… Continue reading

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Wildflowers 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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