Category Archive: music

Some Friday song. Stay safe my friends.

The days of May are here, the warmer days are here. Time to go to our yard, find the sun. Time to dance with our children, make a homemade pizza. The hard days… Continue reading

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One world and one people. Songs for us.

  One earth and one people     I don’t like charts, I don’t like acceptable death counts. Each person upon my earth. A part of our world. A grandparent, a child. We… Continue reading

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The serene stillness

The serene stillness Busy life, work and no play Johnnie. He learn life is more than seeking money. In the serene stillness, he remember his daughter laughter, her love of butterflies. He remember… Continue reading

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Some Jessi Colter song and a few words.

I am here   Loneliest man in the bar, drinking alone. He told the smoking cigarette and the empty whiskey glass, you knew the ending at the beginning. A soft hand touched his… Continue reading

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The last chance saloon…

The last chance saloon I was the Monday night closer manager at the Purgatory Inn. I was counting the money and a pretty lady was waiting for me. I watched her roll her… 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. She… Continue reading

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Leonard Cohen- The poet of song

Leonard Cohen   In the longest Winter nights in Germany in 1978. The sweetest whispers of Leonard, took my dear lover and I. To learn the abundance of love wealth. He told us… Continue reading

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Fool’s gold

Fool’s gold   The irony of life, we learn too late, we can’t have everything we want. I remember you, a breathtaking beauty who listen to my words, my poetry. You held my… Continue reading

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Our world…

Our world A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                                       Our world One earth and people,… Continue reading

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Almost California…

(Johnny and Jennifer in the Winter of 1992.)    Almost California—— –I was your Hemingway and you were my Agnes. We were free falling into a love that could never be. I wanted… Continue reading

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