Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

The Waltz.

The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever. The waltz. We were doing a waltz upon the beach. The waves were the orchestra and the… Continue reading

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She used to love me a lot.

She used to love me a lot… I saw my ancient love and she was drinking the whiskey straight, sitting alone at the Purgatory Inn in Ann Arbor. I told the waitress, send… Continue reading

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Dirty, dirty world.

Dirty, dirty world. Messy, messy world. Gun are being shot, people die. Who cry for the people in the way of the wars. Are the dead, acceptable death? Who is praying for the… Continue reading

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You can’t always get what you want.

You can’t always get what you want. Johnnie and Lexi were singing the Rolling Stone song. ” You can’t always get what you want, but sometimes we get what we need. Me and… Continue reading

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Never been to Spain.

Never been to Spain.. Oldest and saddest man on the block had spread out his world map. He touches the country Spain and he told the clouds. I never been to Spain, I… Continue reading

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Liar’s moon..

Liar’s moon A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Just words.                        Liar’s moon… The Coyote was quiet tonight, tranquil night allowed him to recede to the… Continue reading

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The darkest days.

The darkest days Winter of 1992 was holding on and I was hiding out on Highway one. I brought the vodka and pineapple juice to Big Sur. Me and my soldier friend Robert… Continue reading

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My sea love.

My sea love. Once we were brave. We kissed, we took off our clothing and we left the lights on. I remember you told me. “I am tire of the darkness, I am… Continue reading

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She is free.

She is free 1- She found me at the Pacific, she taught me how to dance with the sea, she taught me to love Irish coffee and she taught me. love should be… Continue reading

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Adrift in memories.

1- The night rain Velvet and silk dreams turned stormy and dark.I held you close and I whispered.A little bit longer dear love,I want to listen to your heart and hear you speak,I… Continue reading

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