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Kiss away my ghosts..

Kiss away my ghosts.. The saddest man on the block drank alone. He write sleeping man poetry and he drink the “Quiet man”  whiskey.  He was once insane, wild and foolish. He befriended… Continue reading →

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Pleasure and the pain..

Pleasure and the pain. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Life will teach us many things.  Pleasure and the pain… Pleasure and pain, we shall know. A twisted dance we do. You say you love… Continue reading →

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I want to be the one, you need.. Some little poetry.

I want to be the one, you need… 1- We swayed with the sea, we loved the Storms of January. I swirled you into soft and easy circles on the empty Seaside beach.… Continue reading →

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The Texas-two-step. Some mini-poetry.

The Texas two-step.. 1- A pretty gal asked me to dance in Belton, Texas. I asked her. Are you a college gal? She smiled and she told me. I am thirteen and I… Continue reading →

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We stole, we borrowed and we wanted more..

We stole, we borrowed and we wanted more.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  My muse is alive today.  We stole, we borrowed and we wanted more..  Beautiful poet came to me and she whispered.… Continue reading →

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Disease..

Disease.. Two strangers sat together.Discussing things that didn’t matter.   The woman looked at the man.Told him.“I was once a beauty once.Men begged for my attention.”  He whispered.“Beauty is one less burden you… Continue reading →

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Bloody anger..

(Johnnie and baby Beulah in 1998) Bloody anger A Poem by Coyote PoetryNegative words and anger lead to dead-ends and separations. A wise man is quiet when anger control his mind. Bloody anger.. Sometime I… Continue reading →

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My grandmother hope and wishes..

(My grandparent in 1979 in Detroit.) A Poem by Coyote PoetryI lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. She had a hard life. You would never know. She loved her children and wanted them to… Continue reading →

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My November song.. And a amazing Leonard Cohen song.

My November song.. I told the Winter sky, I am in the November of my life. I asked the Lake St. Clair, did I do enough? I slowly built my mini-rock garden of… Continue reading →

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