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Two out of three ain’t bad… Happy New year my friend.

(Johnnie in Monterey- 1992.) Two out of three ain’t bad…. I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996.Drinking long Island ice teas.Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered… Continue reading

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Beautiful Delia…

Delia A Poem by Coyote PoetryBeautiful Delia is dancing alone somewhere. (The name Delia is of Greek origin. The meaning of Delia is “visible”. It is also of English origin, where its meaning is “of Delos“.… Continue reading

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The three am prayer…

 The 3 am prayer….The dance hall closed down at 2 am in Belton, Texas. He would go to the Belton Lake, drink the Jack Daniel and howl at the moon. Maybe he was… Continue reading

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Happy New Year my friends- I need a wild gal.

I want a wild gal…. She wore her Sunday best and the smile of a angel. I told her, all we have is a Winter day and 10 inches of snow.  She asked… Continue reading

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Drinking again…

Drinking again…. 2021 is almost done and she wasn’t a good year. I lost good people and my world became more empty. I have my grandchildren, they keep me from running away to… Continue reading

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I followed you and you followed me…

  I followed you and you followed me… I was following you and you were following me. And we did not know. She was a beauty of splendor who aspired to challenge the… Continue reading

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Love knows…

Originally posted on ellie894:
Bo Jack Love knows neither clock or calendar Love is not bound by place or even by touch Love is before we met and beyond our being Love is…

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Knuckle red, knuckles bleeding…

 Knuckle red, knuckles bleeding… His knuckles red, his knuckles bleeding. My father fought and fought, wars that could not be won. He told me in his drunkenness state. What have I done? He… Continue reading

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Wild Maria, dancing Maria, my Winter storm…

Wild Maria, dancing Maria, my Winter storm. The crimson night, the thunder storms of life had brought me to you. I watched you from a distance and I dreamed of moonlight nights, feeling… Continue reading

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Steal a memory, borrow a memory…

Steal a memory, borrow a memory… A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhat will we remember? I believe we will remember the beach days and the laughter of the children Steal a memory, borrow a memory…… Continue reading

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