Category Archive: john coyote

Love had no pride..

  Love had no pride Pretty wishes, pretty memories, become kind and sweet places we have known. I remember my greatest wish, ginger hair girl with the eyes of hazel, she was once,… Continue reading

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San Francisco, Monterey and Big Sur..

                                          San Francisco, Monterey and Big Sur The year 1992, I left the… 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 Cat… Continue reading

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Soldier of fortune..

 Soldier of fortune ————————————————————- Painted memories on my skin, my mind and my heart. Some pain and some sweet. I won more than I have lost. I have killed for money, I play… Continue reading

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Song of the dead and the song of the living…

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. I remember… Continue reading

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Dr. Hook and some words.

Three am call     The bar is closed and I am sitting alone in the back of my truck. The phone booth is near and I decided to call you. I light… Continue reading

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My wild Texas rose..

  My wild Texas rose   Kind mistress night brought her to me. The Austin, Texas bars brought people from all places together. When the moon took over the night sky. People from… Continue reading

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Sway..

 Sway The Poet’s wish. Never sweet and never easy.  A dancing beauty moved with the song. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was the Hemingway’s… Continue reading

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My poetry and a amazing poet Segovia..

My poetry and a amazing Poet Segovia A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                                  Segovia       First, I fell to those eyes. Eyes of pure darkness and unknown journey. Second I… Continue reading

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Just whispers to Lake Huron…

Just whispers to the Lake Huron     You came to me in a yesterday memory and you told me Johnnie. Can’t wait no-more. You have too much to love and to embrace.… Continue reading

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