Category Archive: coyote poet

“She’s crazy”

 She’s crazy I was like my father, I believed. I needed the whiskey and the gin. And I loved the women too. I believe I was a rolling stone who wanted the long… Continue reading

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Anywhere- I need a field trip

Anywhere   We had some wine, a few packs of cigarettes and we were heading west. We were a-California dreaming.  You told me I want the sea, a quiet place. I embraced you… Continue reading

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My greatest regret was you’

My greatest regret was you Loved and lost   Dear Lizzy, my beautiful Liz. Honey, sweetheart and my love. Where are you now? Once we drank the Long Island ice tea and laughed… Continue reading

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“You are my story”

You are my story   Pretty wishes, savored dreams are you. I have loved you always, I love you in the morning light, I loved you when you dance for the midnight moon… Continue reading

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Her gypsy heart

Gypsy heart     Her eyes, clear blue like the sea, her voice, gentle and sweet. She told me, open the locked doors, wide. We decide if our life and journey is, a… Continue reading

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Remembering the fragrance of Winter’

Remembering the fragrance of Winter A Poem by Coyote Poetry A story                               Remembering the fragrance of Winter I had… Continue reading

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My Winter love’

My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer. My Winter love.     I whispered your sweet name in the twilight of the midnight hours. My sweet… Continue reading

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“Pain and lesson”

Pain and lesson   A thousand lessons deep. I learn too late, hold silence and listen. I lost many good people upon the road of living. I wished too late, to left brothers… Continue reading

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Nature poetry

Nature Poetry The mountain range, standing strong and beautiful. Art for the people who love the open and free spaces. The free climbers love the hard climbs and unknown endings. Finding secret and… Continue reading

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“The lady in the black dress”

The lady in the black dress Dancing alone in a downtown Austin tavern with my empty Black Velvet whiskey bottle in my hands. Playing alone in the bone yard of long and shattered… Continue reading

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