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Day: November 1, 2021
Move it Monday for Super Humans | Unique Times
We are Super Humans and by listening to our bodies messages we move to new heights. Video included.
Almost love….
( Almost love)
(Some short poetry)
I remember you
I remember those eyes. Those dark brown eyes, so gentle and kind. You made me believe, there were miracles. You took my hands and without one word. We fell in love.
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Skin and vodka
You came to me wrapped in the native clothing of Central American Just cotton wrap cover breasts and butt, I remembered your dangerous smile. Your brown hair moved slowly in the tropical winds and you whispered to me. You wanted to taste the sea, you wanted us to make love with the stars and the moon above. Dear Poet. Wishes may come true. I brought her close and I whispered. I want this night to last forever. You are perfect.
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My secret love
Secret love
Once brave man is quiet now. Bloody life led him to lonely place and the Monterey bay. He called a old phone number and he listened.
A sweet voice whispered. I am not home. If important, please leave a message and I promise to call you back. He hung-up the phone and he whispered to the Pacific. I love to hear your voice, your whispering of kind words, poetry for me, my love.
And I wish. You were near. I need your soft hands caressing my hair and my face. I want you to straddle me, face to face. I want you to kiss me a million times. I want you to sing to me till the morning sunrise and I need to hear your voice.
Sometime we need secrets and some mystery of wishes. Oh, what we could have been. He invited her to California, he invited…
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Love had taught me madness
Love had taught me madness
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
“I loved love. Love didn’t love me.”
Love had taught me madness
-Break me-
Please break me, make me bleed, show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived, they know life can be okay.
Drink of my skin and eat of my flesh and make me scream. I want to become lost in you, I have accepted the bad ending. Fairytale ending are for children.
Wear the black dress and nothing else, I want the purple-black scarfs upon your wrists, I want you sing in sweet whispers, I want nothing Johnnie and I want everything. Be mine alone. Dark night allowed sober kisses and wild dance to expand to places. Places for the ghosts of love and kiss appeared.
In the purgatory of life. We need to beg for things we should…
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California…
California
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
I need the Pacific.
(Won’t be long. Michigan to California coastline. Coyote is going. Left California in 1994. Me and sea. Will be befriended. Maybe in June 2022.)
California
When I was young. I believed the hype about the Pacific and California. I was blessed. United State Army send me to her in 1992-1994. Skip L.A and you shall learn. Highway one, God’s country.
San Francisco to Big Sur.Wine country, the Pacific ocean and the most beautiful terrain,you will ever see.
Coyote is returning. The myth and hype about Highway one. Is true.
He will drink some whiskey for Hemingway in Monterey, he will dance with the sea in Big Sur. Drink the tasty wine in the Wine valley and he will listen to song at the River Inn.
I will take a thousand photos and I know. I will leave her again, knowing…
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I Would
I would plant
daises or sunflowers
and cherish them
while they bring me
joy and comfort
I would make a
cup of tender coffee
and enjoy every sip of it
while I sit in silence
Every midnight
I would lay down on my roof top
have a conversation
with the moon
and trace the stars
while I feel free
free from anxiousness
and worry
-I
I Had a Dream
I had a dream
where no one
yells, judge or
makes a single sound
I had a dream
where I woke up
feeling peaceful
and calm
I had a dream
where there was
comfort in silence
and warmth in solitude
I had a dream
where I could lay down
on the wet sand
close my eyes
and listen to the harmony
of crisp air and
soft sea waves
-I
3:49am
Can I just lay down
on the wet sand
listen to the waves
look up at the sky
close my eyes
and breathe in
the calm air
while all of
the melancholy
slowly fades away
-I
The Reluctant Poet 