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Twisted dance of love…

The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Just words. A rewrite from December 1988.                        The twisted dance of love…                      (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in… Continue reading

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You are my treasure…

You are my treasure… My lovely lady loved a slow Sunday and to bath for many hours in a hot bubble bath, jazz music and little conversation. I would wash her hair in… Continue reading

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Three fingers of Johnnie Walker.

Three fingers of the Johnnie Walker… He went back to Aberdeenshire in the Fall of his life. He found a place to drink and to watch the sea. He wrote in his notebook.… Continue reading

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Killer on the road..

Killer on the road.. A Iraqi man sipped  his coffee andhe watched the military trucks drive by. He looked to the sky and murmured a pray.I will miss you my wife, my children.He… Continue reading

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Let us dance, while the world ends my darling.

Let us slow dance, while the world ends my darling. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Doris Day had stole my heart again.  “Kiss me once, kiss me twice, kiss me once again.. Doris Day… Continue reading

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Love and hate..

Love and hate A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I wrote this back inn 1993. Young woman wanted everything and nothing. I told her life is long and hard. We must try to be kind. … Continue reading

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Dear Jenny… A love letter.

A love letter… (I love the young dusk 0f the day, the falling sun touching and kissing the lake. Create a afterglow of light and darkness. The world seem to be at-ease when… Continue reading

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The untold story..

The untold story… I have wore a necklace of pig skin rope and white crystal for 35 years. My most prize thing I keep now, upon my neck. Once a celestial beauty, we… Continue reading

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Purgatory Inn and no place to go..

Purgatory Inn and no place to go…. I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold.Bartender keep them coming.They love the big tippers.Purgatory Inn is open early and closes late.Safe place for… Continue reading

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My whiskey..

My whiskey.. She danced alone on the dance floor at the Jazz club. Moving her  body with a gentle ease and making every movement of perfect long legs, wonderful womanly curves and hips.… Continue reading

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