Tag Archive: Poet

I will take care of you…

  I will take care of you…. The bar stool Poet told the pretty Lady sitting with him. “Love had turn me right, love had turn me wrong. Love had turn my insides… Continue reading

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Regards to a old memory…

Regards to a old memory A Poem by Coyote PoetryEvery thing we do, demand payment. Regards to a old memory…. I know love is never fair sweet memory. Need perfect timing, proper place and… Continue reading

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Her garden…

Her garden A Poem by Coyote PoetryLove is life, life is love.                                            Her… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you looked….

(Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day.) I don’t remember how you looked…. I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe… Continue reading

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The waltz…

The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever. The waltz … We were doing a waltz upon the beach. The waves were the orchestra. The wind… Continue reading

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Heaven and hell….

Heaven and hell A prose poem by Coyote PoetryDisappointment in love are lessons to prepare us for true love.                      Heaven and hell “We can die of fear and our heart be filled with… Continue reading

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Soldier of fortune…

Soldier of fortune ————————————————————-Painted memories on my skin, my mind and my heart. Some pain and some sweet. I won more than I have lost. I have killed for money, I play a… Continue reading

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The sweetest girl…

The sweetest gal…. I brought the most beautiful girl near and I raised my glass to the sky in the dark tavern. I said aloud.“Drink to you, drink to me and drink to… Continue reading

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The fortunate one…

The fortunate one A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe must remember the good days. The fortunate one’s Lovely be, a day can be. When the sun kiss  your face and the lake is near.The long… Continue reading

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Could you, could we?

Could you, could we? Was a beautiful Michigan Summer day and I held her hand. We walked the circle at Lake St. Clair and she asked me. Could you, could we? Outrun the… Continue reading

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