The Darkness 💋 Written By Nichole Sulpizio ❤


The darkness came over her

In the brisk winter night


Taunting her

Blinding her with agony

She is gasping for breath




Temperature sub zero

Icicles dangling from the branches

Shining slivers of glass

That could pierce through the skin

Like daggers

Visions of dripping blood

Frozen to stone

Invading her

Like a demon possessed

Fingertips blue

Delivering no oxygen

Bitter anguish


Her last screams


Blood chilling

Watching her wounds

Empty like buckets of water

Onto the frozen ground below

Leaving her lifeless

In the darkness


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The waltz….


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The Waltz

A Poem byCoyote Poetry

" The 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 and
 the wind was whispering a love song.

 I tossed her into a twirl and
 I brought her back to me.

By the light of the moon.
Two lovers danced the movement of freedom
and celebrating being alive.

 We come back to the ocean after each journey.
 The ocean keeps our secrets.

The dancing waves are always waiting for us.

She was as beautiful as when I first saw her
and I held her like she was my last breath.

Two shadows upon a naked beach.
Doing the dance of hope and freedom.

The cold of winter is surrounding us.
We warm each other with laughter and dancing.

Two friends, lovers and travelers who come to…

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The lucky one….


The lucky one

A Poem byCoyote Poetry

" The gift of love. No more honored gift. "

                               The lucky one…

She offered me a smile and a hello.
I was besieged by her beauty.
She asked me to dance the Texas two step. I agreed.
I held her close and told her.

Thank you for the dance. You are so beautiful and too kind.
She kissed my cheek and whispered. Soldier, I like your style.
Real men don’t rush into the fire. They allow the flame to grow and become strong.
Today I’m the lucky one to have met you Johnnie.

I kissed her forehead and I told her. I’m the lucky one.

Coyote/John Castellenas

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Soft shoulders and tender lips…


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                               Soft shoulder and tender lips….

You tempted me. Sitting alone with your music playing low.

I loved your feet moving back and fro slowly and gently to the songs.

You are showing soft shoulders needing my kiss and caress.

Your flashing hazel eyes knew.

I’m in-roped in the moment of your hands and watched your tender lips.

You asked me. Are you coming near or writing a poem of the dream

you have nearby?

Dancing Coyote

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