(Highway poetry-short poemsA Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words) 1- Wander or slowly die… She was so beautiful.She moved like a wild and free animal.I knew she was untamed and lusted for the fre…
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(Highway poetry-short poemsA Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words) 1- Wander or slowly die… She was so beautiful.She moved like a wild and free animal.I knew she was untamed and lusted for the fre…
Source: Highway poetry… | johncoyote
1- The night had fallen..The sun splendor is not forgotten. Taverns are closed.The long day bring the quiet of the night.The midnight hour gathered people sharing their secrets and the need of ple…
A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Memories are like a good wine. Better with time. ” I will love you forever and a day”.A serene and tranquil day.She took my hand and whisper.“My laughing A…
Falling backwards… I liked California. Made me think and drink less. I never understood the California girls. They wanted to figure out the messy world and you can’t. The taverns in California were…
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I want to love a bonnie girl.. I am dreaming of dear Scotland again, once my pretty Sheena and I, we were drunk in love. We knew wanderlust of roaming the German places of beauty and wonder. She w…
Lovely Veronica…The prettiest poet in Monterey read her work to us at the Monterey Coffee house.“Hello love, hello kind friend.In your eyes, you make me feel so worthwhile and so beautiful.Thank yo…
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Goodbye my lover….1—Goodbye my lover,maybe our last kiss, maybe our last words.Did we abandoned love or did time steal our wishes…..2—- Eleanor, sweet name upon my lips.Once we seduced the sun and …
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I saw a face..I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face.The face brought back a sweet memory.Was once a sweet memory.She walked toward me and she embraced me tightly.She told me. John…
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The echoes of yesterday.A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must ensure. Today is our best day… The echoes of yesterday…I wonder do we listen to the echoes?The echoes of yesterday, I can hear them whisperin…
My dearest muse..You are love and I’m no-one. You came to me with your haunting words awakening the want of love, the dance and the song. Your gentle voice awoke my dying spirit. Your kind words a…
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