Category Archive: coyote

Ambrosia of the kiss and the touch

(The ambrosia of the kiss and the touch A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.)   The ambrosia of the kiss and the touch   We had pretty places, ancient city and the… Continue reading

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Don’t give-up

Don’t give-up   I changed face, I changed cities and played the jester well.   I believed the stories in the wind, I believed in the voices of the traitors who forsaken my… Continue reading

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I’m going to California

I am going to California   I wrote down on a napkin at the Pier in Monterey. “You can’t go back and you can’t kill the memories.”   I was young once and… Continue reading

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We don’t want war anymore

Do you want your child  to die in the wars. If you don’t stand for peace.  You accepted war. We don’t want war, we don’t want war no-more, Please God of life and… Continue reading

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“Dirty little secrets”

Dirty little secrets   I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember ” You and I”. I’m the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we… Continue reading

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“The cursed lullaby”

The cursed lullaby Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading

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Liar’s moon lullaby

Liar’s moon lullaby   I told the liar’s moon, eleven anthrax shots given to my by the Army. I have forgotten more than I remember.   I search my deaden mind for faces,… Continue reading

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“The sea and the chess game

1992, Monterey 2018, Monterey     The sea and the chess game   Old Poet set-up the chess game and I opened the bottle of tequila. The old man had few friends. People… Continue reading

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In love with a Bonnie girl

In love with a Bonnie girl   The soldier drank the Johnnie Walker whiskey in a Austin, Texas tavern. He had came here every Friday for three months to talk to a Scottish… Continue reading

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I am going to take care of you’

I am going to take care of you   I was trying to drink myself to death, I had the Iron Mountain blues and the whiskey nights made the night roll easy. Maybe… Continue reading

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