A story “Trujillo”

Trujillo — A story                        Trujillo My delusional mind and forsaken dreams seem so far away. I console myself with Honduras rum and roaming the discos and nightclubs. I’m fatigue from suffocating in… Continue reading →

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Whim and follies

Whim an follies A Poem by Coyote Poetry Jack London book ” When Gods laugh” gave me some positive motivation. Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers… Continue reading →

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No regret

No regret A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good people bless us with their time and friendship.                                     No regret She was a Iron Mountain, Michigan girl. Eyes of golden brown, long legged and… Continue reading →

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She wanted Paris and I wanted her. “City of lights.”

City of lights A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part three. Warning This Chapter is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18.                       City of lights We would arrive in… Continue reading →

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Highway 80 west stories. Chapter fifteen. California

Highway 80 west stories. Chapter fifteen. California A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Last chapter. Take two people to know real peace. Loneliness is a desperate time.      California Lana was very content. The… Continue reading →

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Few sweet dreams and woman come to us.” Dreaming of Scotland

Dreaming of Scotland A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a sweet woman. I won’t forget.                        Dreaming of Scotland She was as pretty as a picture. Fate had brought her to me at… Continue reading →

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Highway 80 west stories. Chapter fourteen. Reno than California

Highway 80 west stories. Chapter fourteen. Reno than California. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Almost done.                              Reno than California We arrived late at the Sister house. Sandy was very kind. She had… Continue reading →

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Song of the dead and the song of the living

Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places                                       Song of the dead and the song of the living. I… Continue reading →

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Thank you Sage for thinking of me.

A Siren can lead you to crash and burn. “My Siren”

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