The rising sun..

The rising sun.. I sat in the New Orleans in 1996. I liked New Orleans. Hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I drank whiskey with old men and pretty women.… Continue reading

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The midnight dance. Three little poems..

1- Rage and pain,illusion and deceit.Love born than died.—- 2- Slender shoulders kissed.The nakedly dance,the midnight hour splendor—— 3- Captured,unrestrained,taunts and torment.Imperfection enshrined. John Castellenas/Coyote

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Happy Halloween.. Saving Amber chapter three and four.

Saving Amber- part three A Chapter by Coyote Poetry“What hide in the dark. It will come out and hunt”                              … Continue reading

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Happy Halloween. Saving Amber. Part one and two.

Saving Amber… Part one. Coyote and his baby coyotes were looking for a monster. His friend Amber been having dreams she was being chased by a demon. She thought he was Pennywise. I… Continue reading

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The walls and the damn mirrors..

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The lost and found..

The lost and foundA Poem by Coyote Poetry  (When love is misplaced. hard to find again. )                      The lost and found.. I loved the Monterey  nights.  I would walk from Fort Ord, California to… Continue reading

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Nothing left to lose…

Nothing left to lose.. I lay in the silence of deadening silence. All dreams dead and buried when you left me alone. You were my savior and my killer. I remember the first… Continue reading

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Waiting for a miracle..

Waiting for a miracle. Some mini-poetry. 1- Cheryl.. Few speak your name now. When the whiskey is good and I seek pretty faces in my lonely nights. I remember you. You were a… Continue reading

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Come away with me… And a beautiful Norah Jones song.

Come away with meA Poem by Coyote Poetry  (Dreaming of a yesterday. ) Come away with me…. We loved the cigarettes, the Johnnie Walker and the good songs.You were North Dakota born, now California blessed.I… Continue reading

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Beautiful Scottish eyes..

Beautiful Scottish eyes… Once I found the prettiest girl in the world. I fell into her eyes and she told me. Please Johnnie, don’t break my heart. I told her. Sheena, Sheena, my… Continue reading

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