Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Open the door 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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Haunt me…

 Haunt me… I found her again at the hard metal club in Austin and she was dressed in her black skirt and her favorite black blouse. I stay at a distance and I… Continue reading

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Divine nature…

Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of us for… Continue reading

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The daylight fading…

The daylight fading…. Once the most kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne use to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late… Continue reading

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The fortunate one’s…

The fortunate one’s A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A Summer poem.  The fortunate one’s Lovely be, a day can be. When the sun kiss  your face and the lake is near. The long Summer… Continue reading

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The Scottish kisses…

The Scottish kisses… It was 1978 and the long days of Summer were here. Early June, warm days, weekend activities and weekend adventures to discover new places. I found safety in the German… Continue reading

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We were almost lovers..

On paper, with good pen and good song. I remember silky voice, pale skin and the most beautiful face I ever seen. We prayed and we starved for love in the Spring of… Continue reading

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Words, never spoken…

Words, never spoken… Last two years been very hard. 2023 and 2024, I lost many to cancer, to suicide and to sickness. Today I miss their voices and I yearn to talk to… Continue reading

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I adored you…

I adored you.. I loved you near and afar. I loved your soft voice and beautiful face. I stood near you, and we held hands, and we shared drinks. We traveled California highway… Continue reading

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She told me by Lake St. Clair. Love never loved me..

She told me by Lake St. Clair. Love never did love me. 1- A Summer day…The birds were singing near me.Lake St. Clair was alive and dancing for the children.The sun-kissed my face… Continue reading

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