Tag Archive: books

Easy on my mind.

Easy on my mind. She had heard too many useless words spoken and she needed a friend. She was a North Dakota gal, tall, long and so beautiful. She told me on a… Continue reading

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One more cup of coffee .

One more cup of coffee. She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her… Continue reading

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The song of May. And an amazing Leonard Cohen song.

The song of May. I am taking the train to Basel. Dear Alexandra is waiting in the city of wonder for me. She found me on the poetry site and she told me.… Continue reading

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Parable of Celia.

Parable of Celia She sat alone by the peaceful lake. Her pale legs and bare feet being sun-kissed by the late Spring sun.  She was wearing a sundress of white showing soft and… Continue reading

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Stand for the freedom of speech. Utopia of the pen and the paper.

Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere.”                               Utopia of the pen and the paper.… Continue reading

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A fallen angel.

A fallen angel. In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war and missed faces. I joined the club at a young age. Bad decisions, dead brothers… Continue reading

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The stranger and the poet song.

The stranger and the poet song. Houses built on sand will sink. Love built on false hope will not endure. Desperate love, passionate love is just released for the sake of the body… Continue reading

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Everybody knows. 2026 version. Please remember Renee Good.

Everybody knows A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I awoke pissed off today. Then my Poet of music Leonard Cohen set me off to describe my emotion.  (I borrow a few lines from Leonard Cohen.Sometime we need to learn emotion… Continue reading

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You were my Tijana Radeska and I was your Doc Holliday.

You were my Tijana Radeska and I was your Doc Holliday. We loved to argue; we love to wrestle till we fell into secret kisses near the Lake St. Clair. You were so… Continue reading

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I had a dream; I had a good dream.

I had a dream; I had a good dream. A Story by Coyote Poetry  My dream poetry. Dryden, Donne, Hemingway, London, Kosinski, Bukowski and Ben Jonson came to me in my dreams last night. … Continue reading

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