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Now nothing remains the same..

Now nothing remains the same.. Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola. Made… Continue reading →

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We shall live, we shall know tears and laughter.

We shall live, we shall know tears and laughter  Almost March, the cold Winter is almost done.I am far-away from where I belong.Once, Spring was the days of rebirth and new hope. I… Continue reading →

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When comes a stranger..

When comes a stranger.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Death comes when she desired.                               Death come when he desires… I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a great… Continue reading →

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The Poet..

The Poet.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Good to be the word man. Good for the heart and soul to release thoughts to paper and pen.                          The Poet… Many moons ago in the… Continue reading →

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The Gypsy dance..

The Gypsy dance.. Late at night on the Monterey bay.If you listen well,can hear the strong voices and song of the Gypsies.They gather in the Winter to celebrate life and death at the… Continue reading →

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Please follow me and I will follow you..

Please follow me and I will follow you… 1- She was my favorite girl in Monterey. She could paint her world and she wrote like Mark Twain. She was stubborn gal from Ohio… Continue reading →

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A little crazy..

A little crazy…. She told me, don’t matter, who is right, who is wrong. We are what we are. All I know, you take me where I want to go. You are my… Continue reading →

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Wandering soldier..

Wandering soldier.. The wandering soldier, he loved the sin, he loved the gin and he wanted a good death. The wise soldiers know life don’t wait for you. You must seek life, know… Continue reading →

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Purgatory Inn and no place to go..

Old memories become less painful with time– Purgatory Inn and no place to go…. I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold.Bartender keep them coming.They love the big tippers.Purgatory Inn is… Continue reading →

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I remember you..

I remember you.. The summer days were long andthe splendor of the blue skies and the bright sun.Beckon us to the sea. The heat of hot days.Thaw our cold hearts.The beauty of Monterey… Continue reading →

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