Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Friday the thirteen, it was…

In the dark, dark things are near. When we seek darkness, darkness can find us. It was Friday the thirteen and the things hidden, are near.. Dancing Coyote

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She was a Spring day and I was a Winter storm…

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A New York city night…

She ordered two Irish whiskeys and a cold draft beer. I left her be. The beer and the whiskey came. She tapped my shoulder and I saw she wore a necklace of dead… Continue reading

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Hanging with the Devil on a Friday night and a beautiful Amanda Shires song…

She smiled and she whispered. The paradox of life is fair. You will lose more than you shall win. You will out-live the people you loved and one day. You will add-up your… Continue reading

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Empty cups… And a beautiful Amanda Shires song.

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I want to drink whiskey with Amanda..

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Wicked game we play…

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Peace shall come, even if is, one by one…

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Please, take it easy on me…

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Wild Irish rose… And a amazing George Jones song…

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