Mercy

Mercy

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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Three lines poems.

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                                                          MERCY
I found a red scarf near your door,
I put my face into the scarf.
I could smell the scent your pale skin......
I knew the heartbreak hotel often,
was the sweetest tasting wine ever.
I wanted more and I am willing to taste the bitter after-taste.....



Hot damns, she was so fine,
she had the Devil eyes and the voodoo kiss.
She painted my dreams dark and I was hell-bound....


I wrote on her bare back poetry of love.
I traced her rose bush tattoo from calf to upper back.
I whispered to her. You are my endless storm...



She wanted to show me mercy,
walking toward the door with her sweet smile alive and well.
I begged for more and she returned.
Dancing Coyote



© 2020 Coyote Poetry


Author's Note

Coyote Poetry
Attempt at short poetry. Thank you for reading.

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Yes, I agree with Jacob's assessment dear Coyote. You paint a passionate image with such deft brushstrokes in this poem. The sensuous, sinuous line of your thoughts-"I wrote on her bare back poetry of love.
I traced her rose bush tattoo from calf to upper back.
I whispered to her. You are my endless storm..."
So glad she showed you mercy in her return...

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

Thank you dear Annette. Endless storms, we do need my friend.



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Somehow, i can see Leonard Cohen acting out your sensual words.... a dream of a write John :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

Thank you dear Stella. Leonard is singing his song in heaven.
Stella Armour

4 Years Ago

Ah, loved that man ... he would have loved your words i am sure..
Whoooeee! Very passionate and seducing. You write with effects on your readers. Romance is magic and you bring the magic out. Kudos sir...

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"I wrote on her bare back poetry of love.
I traced her rose bush tattoo from calf to upper back.
I whispered to her. You are my endless storm..."

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"Hot damns, she was so fine,
she had the Devil eyes and the voodoo kiss.
She painted my dreams dark and I was hell-bound...."


Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

Thank you Sami for reading and the comment. I greatly appreciate.
Sami Khalil

4 Years Ago

You are welcome sir
Yes, I agree with Jacob's assessment dear Coyote. You paint a passionate image with such deft brushstrokes in this poem. The sensuous, sinuous line of your thoughts-"I wrote on her bare back poetry of love.
I traced her rose bush tattoo from calf to upper back.
I whispered to her. You are my endless storm..."
So glad she showed you mercy in her return...

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

Thank you dear Annette. Endless storms, we do need my friend.
"I wrote on her bare back..."
great line and image there...the writings of love, both figurative and literal.
These pieces speak potently, Coyote,
j.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

Thank you Jacob. I appreciate the comment.

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A Poet and writer who love to read and write. My pleasure is reading about the bad and good in a life. Also to honor the Poets/Writers of the past by reading their words. Remember .. more..

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