Tag Archive: story

-My Winter love-a poem for Winter

My Winter love   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love. I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my… Continue reading

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The New York city lights-A New York day

The New York city lights- A New York day—Chapter six A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Just words                                   The New York city lights–A New York day–chapter six Dorthy dressed lightly. A long dress… Continue reading

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-La petite mort-last chapter of a tale

A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Midnight conversation Warning This Chapter is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18. La petite mort, Little death -She wanted Paris and I wanted… Continue reading

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The Water, Sky and the Earth. The long walk.

The Water, Sky and the Earth. The long walk. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Finally adding to the chapters of one of my stories.   The long walk “When death is close. Seconds… Continue reading

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Last chapter in my story. “She wanted Paris. I wanted her. La petite mort

La petite mort, Little death -She wanted Paris and I wanted her. Katie got up and went to the window. The city was lite-up. Her nude body seem dreamy and perfect in the… Continue reading

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When Nature’s grieve part four –A new beginning

New beginning A Chapter by Coyote Poetry It is terrible. We must lose everything to appreciate the good things.   New beginning Mars picked up kelly and carried her away. He sat on… Continue reading

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__New Hope

New hope A Chapter by Coyote Poetry We must fight to be alive.   New Hope Nature watched the happy faces. There were dancing and singing. The sun was alone in the sky now… Continue reading

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Part two of Nature grieve. “The rise of Mars”

Rise of Mars A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Need strength and wisdom to change a world   Rise of Mars Mars has been trying to sleep.The nightmares got worst. He dreamed he was… Continue reading

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One of my old short stories. Nature’s grieve

Nature’s grieves   (Chapter one) (Wrote for baby girl in 1996) She sat alone on top of Himalayas and her flowing long brown hair covered her face. Her tears have rained on Earth… Continue reading

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Must know misery to appreciate life.—Angels, muses and sirens

Angels, muses and sirens. A Story by Coyote Poetry There are good and bad death. I recommend you pick the proper one.   Angels, muses and sirens. “Death did not beat me. I… Continue reading

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