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Miss you, need you..

Miss you, need you… I am drinking alone beautiful Jennifer. Somehow I forgot where Texas was and I am so damn lonely. I have called you at midnight, every night for a week.… Continue reading →

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I had a dream, I had a good dream..

I had a dream, I had a good dream. A Story by Coyote Poetry  My dream poetry. Dryden, Donne, Hemingway, London, Kosinski, Bukowski and Ben Jonson came to me in my dreams last night. … Continue reading →

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A lady vow..

A lady vow.. 1- A lady vow, maybe true, maybe a lie? Her pretty words are just promises to be broken. Her gift of a smile, her gift of a sweet kiss. Maybe… Continue reading →

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Highway poetry..

Highway poetry-short poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Just words                             Wander or slowly die.. She was so beautiful.She moved like a wild and free animal.I knew she was untamed and lusted for the… Continue reading →

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Dead ends..

Dead ends A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Time for all of us to think and do the right things. Before it is too late for us and nature.  Please don’t allow Israel/ USA to… Continue reading →

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Dearest Nicole..

(Dearest Nicole told me. The vastness of everything. The vastness of nothing. What is real? We must decide.) Dearest Nicole.. I befriended her at a strip-club. She was the dancer with the far-away… Continue reading →

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Blame not the kiss..

Blame not the kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Long Summer days bring hope and dreams of hope.                            Blame not the kiss.. The pen and paper cannot give justice to your beautiful face.Words… Continue reading →

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Sara Little Wolf..

Sara Little Wolf… Once a pretty Ojibwa gal stole my heart and my thoughts. Her coffee brown eyes and golden brown skin made me wish to swim in her kind and gentle eyes.… Continue reading →

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What the children see..

What the children see… The children smile, the children laugh. Their eyes of wonder see a world of opportunities to test life, befriend many. A child doesn’t see color, the child doesn’t see… Continue reading →

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Her bare feet.. Little poetry..

1- Open doors.. Open the shades wide.Lite the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be afraid of the dark and lonely nights.We are just flesh and bones.Needing to dance into the… Continue reading →

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