Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

The Stray Cat Inn..

The Stray Cat Inn.. The night was dark and the night was long. The Poet was seeking final place to rest tonight. A sign directed him north. He found the last road on… Continue reading

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Dear Monterey..

Dear Monterey.. The kind Gods took me from war to you dear Monterey. I joined wars to try to die the proper death. Suicide, I couldn’t do. War didn’t want my death. 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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The river..

The river… Winter was almost gone and I watched her dance for me in the safety of our bedroom. I loved looking at her lily white skin in her garment of blue silk.… Continue reading

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My Michigan dream..

My Michigan dream… “Hush my sweet baby, don’t you cry. I am here, I shall never leave you, when the chills of the night come, I shall keep you warm and safe. You… Continue reading

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You are my poetry..

You are my poetry… Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. Once we… Continue reading

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Travel, test life and be fearless..

Ernest Hemingway.. When I was young. I wanted to be like Ernest Hemingway. He found peace in war, tropical places and drinking. He left us with the legacy of loving the women and… Continue reading

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Time is a heartless thief..

1- Time will steal everything we known and what we loved. We will grow old and we will forget, once we danced, once we loved to sing and  once, we adored love.  Time… Continue reading

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Be the flexible branch, not a dead root..

(Be the flexible branch, not a dead root.)A Story by Coyote PoetryI learn the past is gone and today actions matter, by a New Orleans Tarot card reader.) Be the flexible branch, not… Continue reading

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Would you, could you? And a beautiful Whoa Dakota song..

Would you? I am sorry I caused you pain.I wouldn’t want to break your heart,I am a forgotten man and you are a beautiful flower. Love me not, for men who gave-in,accepted less.Cannot… Continue reading

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