Category Archive: john coyote

I will sing the blues for you(Verbal too)

   I will sing the blues for you Johnnie be good, Johnnie be bad and Johnnie dancing alone to the Jazz. The words sweet, tempting and so true. My baby left me, I’m… Continue reading

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The gales of Winter

  The gales of Winter Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleep. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near.  I believe, all of us, are like the… Continue reading

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“Thank you for the dance”

Thank you for the dance My bare foot lady danced by the sea, the moon is above and the stars are lighting up the night sky. I watched her dance, joyfully and content… Continue reading

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The lull of your lullaby

The lull of your lullaby     I thirst for darkness, not light, I seek wild dances, not the shade of real love that will fade, I want the divine kiss and the… Continue reading

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The city of lights or anywhere

The city of lights or anywhere. We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his whiskey. I love Paris, kind Paris hide the secrets well. Lover’s danced… Continue reading

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The memory of you

The memory of you, coffee and I.   The smell of coffee, ancient coffee shops  and you, blessed memories upon on old heart and mind. Once, you were my only fan. I wrote… Continue reading

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“Write, write and write some more”

Write, write and write some more A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand?                             … Continue reading

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Lake Gichigana- The great lakes

Lake Gichigana   Once free land held a great nation, the first people lived in peace with the forest, the rivers and the big lake. Lake Gichigana was kind to the original people.… Continue reading

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Everyone is a river and great song

  https://youtu.be/xeGDCvdx7_A (Everyone is a river A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem, for new book, The Island.)   Everyone is a river   Nicole sat in her bra and pantie, her bare… Continue reading

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“You are my story”

You are my story   Pretty wishes, savored dreams are you. I have loved you always, I love you in the morning light, I loved you when you dance for the midnight moon… Continue reading

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