When love is near…

When love is near… You and I, we  love the Big Sur. We wanderlust her from sea to the hidden waterfall. I loved your sly kisses at the River Inn and the long… Continue reading

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Love didn’t break my heart. Life did….

Love didn’t break my heart. Life did. A Poem by Coyote Poetry All of us need the mercy of kndness…. He told the beautiful Gypsy girl near the Monterey bay. Love didn’t break my… Continue reading

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You can’t run from yourself…

You can’t run from yourself… I thought I had chameleon skin. My face could change with the weather, the continent. Once a blushing beauty told me. You are so handsome. Please show me… Continue reading

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Your heart is as black as the night- part three

Black as the night… I told her. Everybody knows you have a black heart and I know more than most. You smell like like wildflowers in the early Spring and you talk so… Continue reading

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Love is like a hammer…

 Love is like a hammer… I left Michigan in 1991 and I sat in the Jazz club at 12 pm, trying to write a poem. The Jazz man was playing the songs, so… Continue reading

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I’ll take care of you…

I’ll take care of you In the dead of long night, our wandering mind find things lost and cannot be found. Old Johnnie sitting alone in the Jazz bar and he is drinking… Continue reading

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Pot of Gold

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Luck comes in Varieties To some it’s a winning Ticket Yet to others, the reward may merely be a smile Perhaps a simple Bloom or the entire Bouquet Windfalls…

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Maybe yes, maybe no?

Maybe yes, maybe no?… I been hiding in the highway 35 taverns for three months. Started drinking early in the morning and writing till darkness, the happy hours blues poetry. Once I was… Continue reading

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Longing, belonging and secrets…

 Longing, belonging and secrets… Lover, lover, lover. Once we loved the long nights, once the wine tasted sweeter. Now our longing, belonging and our secrets, are bloody finger prints on a over-painted wall.… Continue reading

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You are my Spring…

You are my Spring. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  The days of Spring are near  You are my Spring… You told me. I love you and I told you. I love you more. I… Continue reading

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