Category Archive: coyote poetry

Regards to Melanie

Regards to Melanie (Part two)     A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                             Regards to Melanie     I know love is never fair dear Melanie. Need perfect timing, place and same… Continue reading

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“Did I ever love you?”

Did I ever love you?     Dying, lying, needing, bleeding.     Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing listeners at the Poetry reading in Monterey coffee shop.… Continue reading

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“Jealous of the night’

    Jealous of the night Johnnie drinking the lime, cranberry juice and vodka. Kind bartender allowed him needed silence and she ensured his drink was top-off. He loved Monday night at the Stray… Continue reading

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Great song and some poetry

Down, baby, down   Dreaming and believing, living and dying, loving and hating, lying and crying. Good days and the bad days, demanding or careless days. The Songs and the slow dance, we… Continue reading

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“Windmills of your mind”

  Windmills of your mind Grandfather told me often, life move quickly, make the good day last longer and forget the bad days. Now old age is upon me, the windmills of my… Continue reading

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“The dance of the flowers”

The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is alive and… Continue reading

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Remember you, please remember me

Remember you, please remember me. — Gin, sin and the sea   You liked the silence and the gin and I loved the sea and your company. You told me often. “If you… Continue reading

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“Never talk to a stranger”

Never talk to a stranger The last tavern on the Austin, Texas street “fifth street”.  Low music and people seeking conversation. Pretty lady sat with me and she ordered a double shot of… Continue reading

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Happy Halloween poetry.

Halloween Santa A Story by Coyote Poetry Just words.                           Halloween Santa Grandpa told the boys. Stay away from the haunted farmhouse.… Continue reading

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The lady of the lake

Lady of the lake ——————————————————————————————- We loved the weeping willows trees by the lake, we loved the month of July and August. Once I wanted death and my lady of the lake, whispered… Continue reading

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