Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Almost to California.

Almost to California. My Boston girl, I found her at Fort lee, Virginia in the Winter of 1976. She was waited for a love who forsaken you. I made her drink the sweet… Continue reading

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The rum and juice lullaby.

The rum and juice lullaby… Once we stripped bare naked and we showed real face and real skin. You were fire and I was water. My greed was to steal everything I could.… Continue reading

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My Gypsy soul.

Gypsy soul   Once, I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was a free man.Once, I danced with the Pacific, the Winter storms taught me. We are… Continue reading

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Knuckle red, knuckles bleeding.

Knuckle red, knuckles bleeding. Knuckles red, knuckles bleeding. My father fought and fought, wars that could not be won. He told me in his drunkenness state. He told me. I killed and I… Continue reading

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My father’s mind.

My father’s mind. If you live by the gun, you will die by the gun. Do corpses talk? My father asked me a few time when the rum was aplenty. Who will be… Continue reading

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The sun, the moon and the stars.

The sun, the moon and the stars. 1- She told me, pretty does, pretty do. Kind sun warms our faces and our hearts, the moon light-up the darkness of the night and the… Continue reading

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Photos of my garden and a few words.

Flowers in a garden.. I love my garden. I do like when the Sunflowers begin to bloom. The bees come to visit. Nice to be surrounded by the gifts of nature. I have… Continue reading

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She danced for the stars.

We danced for the stars … Was a Texas hot Summer night and you wore your black dress and dancing shoes.  I was drinking the Long Island teas since 6 pm and you arrived… Continue reading

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Dreams, yesterday and love.

1- Dreams.I could have touched every dream. My sweet dreams went fleeting away,when you did not love me anymore.I didn’t know you were my fountain of hope and my muse in dreams and… Continue reading

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Wander or die.

Wander or slowly die. 1- She was so beautiful.She moved like a wild and free animal.I knew she was untamed and lusted for the free highway.I didn’t try to capture her. Just made… Continue reading

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