I will take care of you…

I will 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… Continue reading

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The coastline…

The Coastline A Poem by Coyote Poetry  In 1991, I drove from Michigan to California. I wrote this poem the day I saw the Ocean.  The Coastline.. I fell in love with her on… Continue reading

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Last chance saloon..

Last chance saloon…. I was the Monday night closer manager at the Purgatory Inn. I was counting the money and a pretty lady was waiting for me. I watched her roll her cigarette… Continue reading

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The word man..

Many years ago. In 1991 to 1993. I would read my poetry on the coastline of California.  I had some fans too. Old woman and young girls. They called me the word man. I carry a… Continue reading

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40 cent more..

40 cents more.. I called Scotland at 10pm, hoping for a proper goodbye. Beautiful Sheena answered her telephone and she  told me, Johnnie, I forgave you, We held love for a second and… Continue reading

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Dear Goddess..

Dear Goddess.. I remember you dear Goddess. You were with me on my long walks on the  Pacific ocean. You were the view from the ridge of a great Honduras mountains where you… Continue reading

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The hills and the Apache..

The hills and the Apache.. I had a bottle of good tequila. A bag of some fresh lemons.I drove for three hours to the California fault line. Do some free-climbing and drink till… Continue reading

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Anything goes..

Anything goes..  She sat next to me on the empty stool.Her sweet perfume I breathe in.I gave  her a big Michigan smile. She returned the smile.We talks and drank for hours.Her blue eyes seem… Continue reading

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Bloody anger..

Bloody anger.. Sometime I want to hurt someone. Smart and wise-ass faces  tempt you with comments and useless words. People with no kindness or loyalty for anyone demand your time and duty. Tire and drowning in personal problems. Yearning… 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.                   Dead ends.. Brothers told no-one… Continue reading

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