Tag Archive: California

A wish upon a star…

A wish upon a star A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old dreams never fade away.  A wish upon a star… Every night before I close my eyes. I whisper your name. I make a wish… Continue reading

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A wild bird…

 A wild bird…. I saw the fear in her eyes.She told me that “I love you.I need you.” But I’m afraid.Afraid of losing myself in a emotionwhere I won’t be able to escape.… Continue reading

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The whiskey lullaby..

The whiskey lullaby A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Sometimes love can break our heart.                                         … Continue reading

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Love didn’t break my heart. Life did….

Love didn’t break my heart. Life did. A Poem by Coyote Poetry All of us need the mercy of kndness…. He told the beautiful Gypsy girl near the Monterey bay. Love didn’t break my… Continue reading

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You can’t run from yourself…

You can’t run from yourself… I thought I had chameleon skin. My face could change with the weather, the continent. Once a blushing beauty told me. You are so handsome. Please show me… Continue reading

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Only you…

Only you A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old poetry for love                                 Only you… I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach freely… Continue reading

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Big Sur and a beautiful Alisa Fineman song..

Big Surf and Alisa Fineman A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A beautiful song bird of the California coastline.                            Big Surf and Alisa Fineman.. I put two brothers into graves, one in 1988 and… Continue reading

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The sinner’s prayer…

The sinner’s prayer My father believed, if he went to church on New Year eve. All sins would be forgiven. Father, old soldier, drinker and hell raiser. I pray, a place for men,… Continue reading

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Wild horses…

 Wild horses… Once we made pretty wishes to the California rising sun. You were the artist and I was the word man. We loved the sea, the quiet desert and the midnight silence… Continue reading

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Mojo a-coming… Me and Jim Morrison ghost hanging out.

Mojo a-coming…  I left Ann Arbor in 1990. The dead man walking had nothing to lose. Joined a war to see, if he was alive or dead? The damn war taught me, Johnnie… Continue reading

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