Category Archive: poetry

Be kind to each other…

Be kind to each other.. Sober men can’t write the truth, godless men can’t see heaven. Liquor voice, does not seek salvation, only seek to repent to the whiskey bottle. We are like… Continue reading

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Gypsy soul..

Gypsy soul…   Once,  I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was a free man. Once,  I danced with the Pacific, the Winter storms taught me. We… Continue reading

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Dear Julie..

Dear Julie A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A letter in a sense.                        Dear Julie…. My merciful friend.I received your letter.I was at my worst.You kind words of love and devotion made me dream… Continue reading

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When comes a stranger..

When comes a stranger.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Death comes when she desired.                               Death come when he desires… I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a great… Continue reading

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Unwashed memories..

Unwashed memories.. At the Purgatory Inn in Austin, Texas. No-one seek to save you, no-one is seeking salvation. Just leftover people finding peace in the whiskey and the sad country songs. Pretty Sally,… Continue reading

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The Poet..

The Poet.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Good to be the word man. Good for the heart and soul to release thoughts to paper and pen.                          The Poet… Many moons ago in the… Continue reading

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Do we regret, things left undone?

Do you regret, things left undone?(For dear mother, who left my world in 2021.) My mama song was easy. She wanted her cigarettes, her cold beer and she loved her dogs. She didn’t… Continue reading

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I wish I was the morning sun..

I wish I was the morning sun… I wish I was the morning sun, be able to sun-kiss your skin. I wish I was the Summer rain, be able to caress your face,… Continue reading

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The Gypsy dance..

The Gypsy dance.. Late at night on the Monterey bay.If you listen well,can hear the strong voices and song of the Gypsies.They gather in the Winter to celebrate life and death at the… Continue reading

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Empty spaces..

Empty spaces A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem of question.”                                    Empty spaces.. Once I was dancing,… Continue reading

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