Category Archive: john coyote

“Dirty little secrets”

Dirty little secrets I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember, ” You and I”. I was the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we… Continue reading

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Black as the night

Black as the night   I watched her dance alone to the holy Jazz songs. Simmering words make her body move slow and easy to the songs. I know to keep my distance.… Continue reading

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My California

My California   Do you remember me? I do remember you. I am jealous of the sun, the lucky sun falls into the California sea. I remember when I suicided boarded the Pacific.… Continue reading

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For Joey and some words.

 Play me the waltz of the angels I wrote some names down to paper, each name were kind mentors to me. In quiet prayers, I pray to sit with them again, talk till… Continue reading

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Song of the seasons

The song of fall Warm days, cold nights. Create an restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the wind on a solitary hill. Old Mother Nature is calling for aid. The water… Continue reading

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“I saw a face”

  I saw a face I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face. The face brought back a sweet memory, was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me and… Continue reading

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“Two shots of happy, one shot of sad”

   Two shots of happy, one shot of sad I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places. But we danced on the thread of real words. We… Continue reading

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“Rose colored glasses”

  Rose colored glasses   Sin, gin and too many bad night. Once we knew love and tonight we have forsaken kindness. I remember when. You and I. Held hands by the Lake… Continue reading

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Sweet hello and deadly goodbye

Sweet hello and deadly goodbye       Hello dear Brigitte. I still remember us. You were my brightness on the a sunny days and the light of hope in the mist of… Continue reading

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Easy days and kind evenings

  We need easy days and kind evenings my love My pretty lady, my life, my love. The world is hard and we need to be sweet to each other. Too many naysayers… Continue reading

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