Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Pretty wishes..

I knew love once.I held love once,I remember your perfect face.I ran away from you once and today.I wait for no-one.—————————— Johnnie, Johnnie.she whispered.What did you do?I love you and you are me… Continue reading

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Four little poems for you..

One….. Just photos in a book, just beautiful faces missed. Just kind voices heard in my dreams now. Beautiful hearts missed. Two….. Swirl me in your mind, my kind lover. Make me believe,… Continue reading

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Old soldier..

Old soldier… A Story by Coyote Poetry  Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You appreciate… Continue reading

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Open the door my dear lover..

Open the door my dear lover…. I told the bartender at the Downtown Austin tavern, I was born sick. My mind twisted and wrong. I was born poor and now I have enough.… Continue reading

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Dust in the wind..

Dust in the wind.. Was the early Winter of 1992 and I landed In California. I left home to go to war in the Spring of 1991. I was tired and I wanted… Continue reading

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The days of April are here..

April morning… The days of April are here..Kind earth is coming alive and we are becoming hopeful.The fire are burning andgrandfathers must become the story tellers.He must entice the children to listen,maybe learn?He… Continue reading

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In your eyes..

In your eyes.. In your eyes.I’m everything,the sun and the moon.The warm breeze that warmth the night. I feel I could do anything when you bless me with your smileand the tenderness of… Continue reading

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Hanging with Tom Jones and some thoughts..

I am growing old and I know now what life is. My grandfather told me often. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing. Better to hold silence than to create a unrepairable situation. ”… Continue reading

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A evening blessing, you are..

A evening blessing, you are… My love, waiting patiently for my return. I told her. You make me believe, life is wonder and beauty. You make me know mystery and unknown. When I… Continue reading

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Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen..

Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen… I loved downtown Austin, Texas. No-one is a stranger. Just people seeking good booze, music and opportunity. I like the comfort of a cigarette, Jack Daniels and time… Continue reading

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