Barefoot dreams..

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

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Ann Arbor..

(The drunken poet drank his  Jack Daniel and cold tap beer in the Michigan tavern. A young man sat with and ordered a double of  whiskey and lowered his head down and his… Continue reading

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Winds Of A Songbook

Wonderful poetry shared by a talented writer.

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Thankful and a Beth Hart song.

Thank you….. Once angry man had learned. He had everything he needs. He had the Great Lakes near, the bills are paid and the family is safe. The angry man became the grandfather.… Continue reading

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The twisted dance of love..

The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. A rewrite from December, 1988.                       The twisted dance of love                      (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in the… Continue reading

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The Breton Cinderella’s Steel Shoes

Outstanding story telling written by a talented writer.

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Damn those eyes and amazing song.

Damn those eyes My life had no beginning, no ending till I saw you. You were so beautiful.You made the drink taste bitter and my hunger to die.Forgotten. Those kind and gentle brown… Continue reading

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Dead flowers and my verbal poetry.

Dead flowers I came to you with some Tennessee whiskey and a small plant with rosemary trying to grow. I sat on your porch, waiting for you. I wanted to see your morning… Continue reading

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No Answer

Originally posted on demarisspeaks:
I am gathering up the wordsfor what it means to be—what it feels like to be—to be what?Lost?Left?Hurt?Used?Betrayed?Mistaken?The words I want to say to you are ugly—they contain a…

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The sinner’s prayer and the great Tom Jones heartfelt song.

The sinner’s prayer My father believed, if he went to church on New Year eve. All sins would be forgiven. Father, old soldier, drinker and hell raiser. I pray, a place for men,… Continue reading

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