Category Archive: john coyote

Coyote’s gang-The wild bunch

Old Coyote and  the young Coyotes Dangerous  folks are roaming. Doc Holiday, Jesse James, Frank James and Billie the kid had escaped the slammer. Drinking whiskey and waiting for a fight. The Coyote’s… Continue reading

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My dear Beatrice

My dear Beatrice A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem written on 16 December 1992. Rewritten today.                        My dear Beatrice She told me. “Johnnie become like the dancing waves. Wild and free.… Continue reading

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“True splendor”

True splendor A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words True splendor Thank you Tumblr and mahafsoun True splendor My timeless beauty. My wild and uncontrolled  dream. You are my forbidden wish. My secret… Continue reading

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“Love demand payment”

Love demand payment The gentle lover whispered. Remember me and I will remember you. We are creatures of delight. Need torrent nights and warm morning kisses. She began to shave my face. Her… Continue reading

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“Forgiveness”

Forgiveness (If we  hold deep hate and regret.  Hate the past and fear the future. We shall find a sad ending. We must forgive and move on. Forgiveness allowed us to begin anew… Continue reading

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“Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen”

Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen I loved downtown Austin, Texas. No-one is a stranger. Just people seeking good booze, music and opportunity. I like the comfort of a cigarette, Jack Daniels and time… Continue reading

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“Song of the dead and the song of the livng

Song of the dead and the song of the living.   A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places                                       Song of the dead and the song of the living.… Continue reading

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I cannot forget you

I cannot forget you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words     I cannot forget you (A old poem written on 18 Feb 1993 with a re-write.) My sweet and kind friend. Please… Continue reading

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“The Stranger song”

The stranger song Houses built on sand will sink. Love built on false hope will not endure. Desperate love, passionate love is just release for the sake of the body and not the… Continue reading

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“The stillness of the Midnight hours’

The stillness of the midnight hours A Poem by Coyote Poetry Great thoughts come to us in the midnight hour. Wishes for a sweet hello or some knowledge of the kind people in… Continue reading

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