Category Archive: whiskey

Barefoot dreams

Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age.      Barefoot dreams I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance… Continue reading

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The letter

The letter A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words my friend. Can carry heavy burdens and take us back to places we need to be. The letter Dear Katie I was lost in too… Continue reading

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My favorite. Good memories become gold with time.

Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible.                                    Sweet red wine              … Continue reading

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Tavern poetry. The best kind. “Let’s pretend”

Let’s pretend A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime little is better than nothing.                                       Let’s… Continue reading

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Old poetry with a rebirth “Disease”

    Disease     Two strangers sat together. Discussing things that didn’t matter. The woman looked at the man. Told him. “I was once a beauty once. Men begged for my attention.”… Continue reading

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Dreaming of Scotland

              Dreaming of Scotland A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a sweet woman. I won’t forget.                          Dreaming of Scotland She was as pretty as a… Continue reading

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Good to know the liar’s prayer.

          Let pretend A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime little is better than nothing.                              … Continue reading

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Oh Captain, Oh captain. Where are you now? “The gray whale”

 Oh Captain, Oh captain. Where are you Now?   (All of us feel weak and alone. I have been saved often. I tried to save some people. A kind voice and open arms… Continue reading

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Words of a insane man “Broken promises”

        Words of a insane man “Broken promises” A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part three. It is sad memories can become dirty with time, than become sweet with time apart… Continue reading

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Must open to new doors to know joy. “Show me the way to love.”

Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment.                          Show me the way… Continue reading

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