Monthly Archive: October, 2025

The illusion.

THE ILLUSION I told the pretty poet. I have too much now. I would give away if I could. Sell the car, sell the house and keep a few books and my laptop.… Continue reading

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California.

California. Johnnie hiding behind his paper and pen, once a great dreaming, once a great lover of the sea, once the wandering man, has lost his way. Now he is seeking Salinger’s silence.… Continue reading

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Maybe, maybe not.

Maybe, maybe not. Maybe, maybe not she whispered. We watched the sea and I journeyed into her eyes. She told me. When you open locked doors, spread the legs wide. Are we stealing… Continue reading

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The gin and juice lullaby.

The gin and juice lullaby… Once we stripped bare naked and we showed real face and real skin. You were fire and I was water. My greed was to steal everything I could.… Continue reading

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I called your name.

I called your name… I called your name standing on the Monterey pier. The stars didn’t listen to my prayer.I recalled a memory, a blessing, a forsaken place and tangle web of a… Continue reading

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Leftover wine.

Leftover wine. Once, you and I, we tried to catch the wind. Once, you and I, tried to touch the clouds.We marvel at our world and we danced freely with the wildflowers and… Continue reading

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The ancient warrior.

The ancient warrior.A Poem by Coyote Poetry(Our blood cannot change. Sometime must go back to your place of birth to learn peace.) The ancient warrior. I drove to the forest,away from the city.I… Continue reading

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The rising sun.

The rising sun I sat in the New Orleans in 1996 in a old rustic tavern on main street. I liked New Orleans, hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I… Continue reading

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Just a prayer and a wish.

1- Tomfoolery Yesterday man is swimming in memories of missed friends. Most men, do not know. Every action demand some sort of payment. I wanted war, I wanted to travel and I wanted… Continue reading

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Dear Michigan.

Dear Michigan Promises made and promises broken, left me where I started. I left you in Michigan trying to find the place where I could feel alive. I found wars, new cities and… Continue reading

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