Category Archive: john coyote

‘The waltz of the Angels

The waltz of the Angels   I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming, sunday morning is a-coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a… Continue reading

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I dream of you

I dream of you   I remember Paris. You were in your perfect place and free. Your mind running wild in the beauty of the old city of Paris. The kind, City of… Continue reading

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Love me wrong, love me right

Love me wrong, love me right   We met in New York city on Wednesday. Once friends, now strangers. She loved the Chelsea hotel and we would find a tavern near. Talk of… Continue reading

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Miss nothing, miss everything

Miss nothing, miss everything.   We painted our world fiery red once. We try to cheat love and we collided like freight trains unstoppable. We painted our world white once. Allowed secret pain… Continue reading

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Midnight invitation’

Photo by “Midnight Invitation”, 2016, Yuriy Ku Drop Midnight invitation The night was long and the song was very good. Downtown Austin was alive and well. 5,000 people gathered together to celebrate the… Continue reading

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‘Peace will come, even if, one by one.’

Peace will come, even if, only by one.   Old man sat by the sea. He whispered a prayer. A old prayer repeated often in his lifetime.   “Please God of the sea,… Continue reading

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‘What you give with a hopeful heart, you will get more in return.

What you give with a hopeful heart, you will get more in return.   If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and… Continue reading

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Adrift in memory

The night rain   Velvet and silk dreams turned stormy and dark. I held you close and I whispered. A little bit longer dear love, I want to listen to your heart and… Continue reading

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You drove me to madness’

You drove me to madness   I remember the Summer days spend with you, my love. Hots day became hotter nights.   You were a ravishing and tempting beauty. You loved the sea… Continue reading

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‘The rising sun’

The rising sun I sat in the New Orleans in 1996. I liked New Orleans. Hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I drank whiskey with old men and pretty women.… Continue reading

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