Category Archive: coyote poet

The intoxication kiss…

The intoxicating kiss (I was asked. What do you remember? I told them, when the kiss was so sweet and so wonderful. Each kiss, we shall remember.)   The wine, the songs and… Continue reading

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Our world…

Our world A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                                       Our world One earth and people,… Continue reading

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I dream it was silence. War poetry.

I dreamed it was silence. So damn quiet. Yesterday man became the forgotten man. He followed his father, his grandfather footsteps. Sought war, drink and unknown places. Old soldiers don’t tell you. That… Continue reading

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The sin, the gin and the skin

The sin, the gin and skin   We were the Tuesday night poets, we shared words with the writers and the poets, we shared words with the lonely at the Irish tavern at… Continue reading

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Hold on tightly baby…

Hold on tightly baby     You were the bloody storm my lover. You were my strawberry red haired lady beauty on the Fifth street in Austin, Texas. For twenty dollars and a… Continue reading

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I can’t bleed no-more

  I can’t bleed no-more. ——————————————————————                             In Austin, Texas Johnnie don’t cry no-more for love, he don’t look for things… Continue reading

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Amie do, Amie does

 Amie do,  Amie does A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be fearless and touch dreams.                       Amie do, Amie does Beautiful as the… Continue reading

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Almost California…

(Johnny and Jennifer in the Winter of 1992.)    Almost California—— –I was your Hemingway and you were my Agnes. We were free falling into a love that could never be. I wanted… Continue reading

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Charlotte OC song and some words.

The quiet world The world is too quiet. Today the birds were singing and the dandelions were everywhere. I took the grandsons to my yard, they hit some baseballs and we played with… Continue reading

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Listen to the wind…

 Listen to the wind (Crazy leaders want to open-up world. Medicine for them and when the coronaviras spread.  The poor and old shall die. Please listen, listen hard to the leaders of our… Continue reading

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