Category Archive: poetry

What is ugly? What is beautiful?

What is ugly? What is beautiful? He watched the pretty artist on the Monterey pier. He brought her coffee and a salad. He sat and he wrote words for no-one. “What is ugly?… Continue reading

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Beautiful portraits..

 Beautiful portraits… I drew with my pen, beautiful places and beautiful faces to paper. I keep alive kind memories, I keep alive the memories of the ancient cities, I once saw. I create… Continue reading

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The angels don’t cry for me..

(Johnnie in 1991 on the Iraq border) The Angels don’t cry for me. A Poem by Coyote PoetryA very old poem. I learn you can’t be forgiven. Just to live with the foolishness. The… Continue reading

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I will take care of you..

I will take care of you…. The bar stool Poet told the pretty Lady sitting with him. “Love had turn me right, love had turn me wrong. Love had turn my insides out,… Continue reading

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My father war, my father lasting sins.

Father’s wars, my father lasting sins.. (My served in the Korea war and the Vietnam war. After the war, he killed three people in bars for disrespecting his Ojibwa/Mexican face. Took him 50… Continue reading

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Bad behavior and a beautiful Amanda Shires song.

Bad behavior.. Loveliest lady in Port Austin. She waited for no-one on the long pier into Lake Huron. I adored her auburn hair and her wild hazel eyes. She would find me sitting… Continue reading

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Where do the angels go?

(Cancer stole stole two angels from us.) Once beautiful Joey stole my heart. Face and voice of a angel. I learn life can steal the beautiful and kind people from us. Kind and… Continue reading

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Behold a beautiful rose..

Behold a beautiful rose.. If we behold a beautiful rose, we adore the the shape of her petals. A beautiful rose will be born in early June and it will decay with time.… Continue reading

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If I knew..

 If I knew… ——————————————————————                          Once… Stealing kisses, hands falling together, finding new place to be discovered. We loved so damn hard.… Continue reading

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The daylight fading..

The daylight fading…. Once the most kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne use to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late… Continue reading

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