Daily Archive: August 10, 2025

Let us slow down, while the world ends my darling.

“Kiss me once, kiss me twice, kiss me once again.. Doris Day Let us slow dance, while the world ends my darling… You and me are escaping to the days of old and… Continue reading

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My birthday poem. All my friends had settled down.

All my friends had settle down… A Friday night and no-one wanted to go drinking with me. A bloody Friday night and my friends. Watching Hulu and Netflix with their fat wives. I… Continue reading

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Dear Autumn Christine.

Dear Autumn Christine… I remember when I saw you standing alone and I went to you.I told you. You are so damn beautiful. Please talk to me. You laughed at my words and… Continue reading

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I remember you dear Brigitte.

I remember you dear Brigitte.. Beautiful and wonderful days of my youth. Rhyme and song, I did love. I found a dream in September of 1978.Gorgeous and kind Brigitte, she took my hands.… Continue reading

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Blushing beauty stole my heart.

Blushing beauty stole my heart… The drunk poet, he loved the noisy Austin taverns. He liked the people who had fallen and they liked silence over worthless words. The sameness of faces made… Continue reading

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Forever young. Coyote is 67 years old on August 11th. Maybe forever young?

1- I am not done yet my friends, still many miles to go. Are you coming with me? 2- The wine been sweeter, the days been longer. We have survived the bad days… Continue reading

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The haunting song.

The haunting song… The cold days of Winter are slowly leaving us and we waiting for the warm days of Spring. Today I’m drinking alone, dancing alone and singing songs alone. My chosen… Continue reading

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I am no-one and you are my everything.

I’m no-one and you are my everything A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love.                        I’m no-one and you are my everything…. Old wise men… Continue reading

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Flesh and bones.

Flesh and bones. (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain. I stood with so many victories. I realized… Continue reading

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