Tag Archive: Poem

‘The songs of the seasons’

The songs of seasons (A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale.) The song of fall   Warm days, cold nights, create a restless passion. I can hear the whispers of the… Continue reading

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My oh my

My oh my Johnnie was drinking hard whiskey, was watching the sea dance and the sky turn more blacker and dangerous on the Monterey Wharf last tavern. A sweet voice whispered, big storm… 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.  … Continue reading

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Dance with daughter again

Dance with daughter   Old man remember. Little girls will become young woman. His little girl is tall and beautiful. One she waited for him. Needed a ride, a day at the park… Continue reading

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The fortunate one

My true love (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978-rewritten in 2014) The fortunate one   The feeling of joy is you. I have been submerge in your sweet kiss and tender… Continue reading

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Little wildflower’

My little wildflower   My raven hair beauty sitting in the valley of wildflowers. Her river blue eyes are swimming in the beauty of warm and perfect Spring days. I sat at her… Continue reading

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‘My wild Texas rose’

My wild Texas rose Kind mistress night brought her to me. The Austin, Texas bars brought people from all places together. When the moon took over the night sky. People from different places… Continue reading

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Make me believe dear Poet.

Pretty words   Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She… Continue reading

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You are my masterpiece

You are my masterpiece   I saw you drinking and dancing alone. You were still as beautiful as in the Spring of 1978 when our eyes met for the first time. I remember… Continue reading

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‘Love tragedy’

Love tragedy   I remember the hello. So sweet and kind. You were a wild girl in a woman body. You made me learn to dance, learn to climb the fault lines of… Continue reading

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