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Blood in, blood out..

Blood in, Blood out.. Little boys and girls grow up and become men and women. They were raised watching war, violence and hate. What did we teach them? What did we leave behind… Continue reading →

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Song of love. Hey old man, hey old women..

Song of love. Hey old man, hey old woman… 1- Hey old man, hey old woman. What have you seen? What have you done? Can I sit with you? And please tell me… Continue reading →

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Maybe, one more cup of Irish coffee?

Maybe, one more cup of Irish coffee? ( April is poetry month. This is new poem number twenty-two. ) I remember the fragrance of her. She smelled like the sea and Irish whiskey.… Continue reading →

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You are so beautiful..

You are so beautiful.. The paradox of life. We will know more sadness than happiness. Poor Lucy sat alone hugging her Black Velvet whiskey and cussing at her world. I went to her… Continue reading →

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January calling..

Dear December.. The war couldn’t kill me and I returned home in 1992 and I called you.A sweet voice answered the phone and you whispered.Dear Johnnie, please come home to me. I would… Continue reading →

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Dead man stew..

Dead man stew A Poem by Coyote Poetry  When greed and hate run the world. Our leaders are making a dead man stew. No-one will victor.                                   Dead man stew.. Poor man is dying.Was… Continue reading →

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Wicked, we must be. Wicked, we must know..

Wicked, we must be. Wicked, we must know. “Because to influence a person is to give him one’s own soul. He does not think his natural thoughts or burn with his natural passions. His… Continue reading →

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Beautiful stranger.. And a amazing Halsey song.

Beautiful stranger.. Sitting alone in the corner in a piano bar bar in Austin, Texas.Reflecting on things lost on the road.Strangers are around me.Whispering secret to their lovers.Under the dim lights.Where words are twisted to revive passion and… Continue reading →

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Once upon a time. A story. Part two.

Once upon a time, Chapter two.. The day was getting warmer. The beach was getting filled with children and mothers. I went to the food area. Ordered a coffee. I went to the… Continue reading →

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Dear December..

Dear December..  The war couldn’t kill me and I returned home in 1992 and I called you.A sweet voice answered the phone and you whispered.Dear Johnnie, please come home to me. I would… Continue reading →

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