The rising sun.

The rising sun I sat in the New Orleans in 1996 in a old rustic tavern on main street. I liked New Orleans, hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I… Continue reading

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If I had magic.

If I had magic Johnnie walked the California Fault line alone. Looking for an ancient and holy place.The desert mountain hard and her natural beauty.Perfect place to hide wishing wells and to burn… Continue reading

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An empty bottle.

An empty bottle. My whiskey dreams, my last grasp at love or the emptiness at the end of the empty bottle. The broken pieces of my life laid shattered. Once sweet songs had… Continue reading

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Words.

Words A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Do words have value?  Words. Once I was the talker, the jokester, the man who laughed at the struggle of the world. I believed I was invincible and… 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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Idyllic places and time.

Idyllic places and time. The storyteller told the writers. We shall learn that life is Summer and Winter. Spring and Fall. We will know sweetness and we shall know sadness. We will be… Continue reading

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Pretty wishes. Love waits for no-one.

1- Pretty wishes. I knew love once, I held love once, I remember her perfect face. I ran away from her once and today. I wait for no-one. 2- Johnnie, Johnnie. she asked… Continue reading

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Lovely Paloma Faith song and a poem. My great love.

My great love. I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens, who can… Continue reading

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Am not blue no-more.

Am not blue no-more..A Poem by Coyote Poetry                      Am not blue no-more…”Hey nonny no! Men are fools that wish to die.It not fine to… Continue reading

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The threshold.

The threshold A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We can be given motivation by the words of great poets. Thank you Rene Salinas for loaning me a verse.  “The threshold, wide and the appearance inviting.The… Continue reading

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