Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

A wish upon a star..

A wish upon a star(A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld dreams never fade away.) A wish.. Every night before I close my eyes.I whisper your name to the Pacific ocean and the raising moon.… Continue reading

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Hanging with George Thorogood and One whiskey, one beer and a Cuban cigar.

One whiskey, one beer and a Cuban cigar.. ( April is poetry month. This is poem number twenty-six.) Was a pretty Texas gal smiling at me. She purred like a kitten and I… Continue reading

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The sea of sadness and the storm of anger. And a beautiful Gabriella song..

The sea of sadness and the storm of anger.. ( April is poetry month. This is new poetry number twenty-five.) 1- Sergeant Major was my friend. I drove him home every night and… Continue reading

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Would you lay with me? And a beautiful Whoa Dakota song.

Would you lay with me? ( April is poetry month. This is new poetry number twenty-four.) 1- I kissed your scars on your arms and I hold you close and I told you.… Continue reading

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Savior, liar and sinner..

Savior, liar and sinner.. Once I was saved.Pretty red-hair girl took my hands and she whispered.I love you Johnnie. Please don’t die, please live for me.She held me tightly and she sang gentle… Continue reading

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The stranger song..

The stranger song.. Pretty lady asked her old lover. When did we become strangers?Once we talked, danced and sang the whole night through.Now we sit together. Your eyes had died and your hopeful… Continue reading

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The black night and the shadow dance..

The black night and the shadow dance.. A long time ago in the late night hours of Tubingen, Germany. You and I were wild and free. The yearly Summer festival was alive and… Continue reading

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Tell me something..

Tell me something.. 1- She told me, Johnnie, Johnnie. I want a fable love, where amor can win. I don’t want a timid man, I want a wild and crazy man. I  want… Continue reading

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April leaving..

April leaving.. The month of April teaches us. All things can be re-born, all things must die. My red and white roses are beginning to bloom, the tulips are beautiful white trying to… Continue reading

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Love letters. Part two..

Love letters — part two. My sweet love. We may be foolish. Wishing into a wishing well for things we do not have anymore. I want you to know joy and happiness again.… Continue reading

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