Monthly Archive: April, 2021

A safe face, a kind face, maybe?

 A safe place, a kind face, maybe?… Someone told the loneliest lady in the bar. Johnnie wanted to die alone, with Jack Daniel and Jim Beam as his only friends. She stood behind… Continue reading

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Let it be me…

Let it be me…. (Remembering dear Joey. Now a angel in heaven. Rory and Joey.) You are my old song, my new song. You are my place to rest sweet love.I want to… Continue reading

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I love you for life#

Originally posted on The sense:
Ti amo per l’inverno, perchè lievita la vitaTi amo per la primavera, perchè sgorga la vitaTi amo per l’estate, perchè esplode la vitaTi amo per l’autunno, perchè si…

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Damn the ancient Gods…

Damn the ancient Gods A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words.      Damn the ancient Gods Pretty lady laid bare in heart and soul watching the sun fall into the sea. She looked at me… Continue reading

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Never dance with the Devil..

 Never dance with the Devil… You are so damn fine, yes you are. You are like Black Velvet whiskey, Straight, easy to drink and smooth as silky kisses and erotic dances at the… Continue reading

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I will take care you…

 I will take care of you…. The bar stool Poet told the pretty Lady sitting with him. “Love had turn me right, love had turn me wrong. Love had turn my insides out,… Continue reading

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We must be, like a river…

We must be, like a river (“Bacchus wine are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier pleasure; Rich the pleasure, sweet the pleasure, sweet is the pleasure after pain.”—-John Dryden) I told the Pacific… Continue reading

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The untold story…

The untold story… I have wore a necklace of pig skin rope and white crystal for 35 years. My most prize thing I keep now, upon my neck. The necklace, a leftover memory… Continue reading

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I live you baby.

I live you Baby…. I told my lover, never regret anything that can make you smile. I told her, come hither, come closer. I told her as we slow danced to the warmest… Continue reading

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A little crazy

(Poem nineteen for April. The poetry month.) A little crazy… She told me, don’t matter, who is right, who is wrong. We are what we are. All I know, you take me where… Continue reading

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