Tag Archive: Family

She told me by Lake St. Clair. Love never did love 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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A New Orleans lullaby.

A New Orleans lullaby… I was station at Fort Hood for six years. I was the Dancing Coyote, always seeking laughter, good drink and pretty ladies. I Befriended a New York state gal.… Continue reading

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A cradle hymn..

A cradle hymn. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Just thoughts upon a paper                                A cradle hymn Hush little baby. Don’t you cry.Daddy going buy you a humming bird.If the bird. It don’t sing.Daddy… Continue reading

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Your face..

Your face… I brought her close and I told her. Honey, you will be alright. We will figure something out. Her eyes were less sad now and she told me. Thank you Johnnie… Continue reading

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Coyote quotes and my grandparent quotes..

Some quotes, some are my quotes and some are my mentors.  The worst days, the most terrible days made me know and understand. Enjoy the good days, make them last forever. Forget the… Continue reading

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A safe harbor..

A safe harbor… I saw her sitting alone on a park bench. She had a suitcase near her and she watched the sea. She was a pretty girl with sad eyes. I went… Continue reading

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A Germany love story..

A Germany love story…It was a April Spring day and the first warm day of the new Spring. I drank  my whiskey alone and I wished to be elsewhere.I sat by the lake and… Continue reading

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My Texas rose..

My Texas rose… The sweetest gal in Texas told me. Please give me your address and I will write you when you are gone. I told her, she was a treasure, a blessing… Continue reading

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The hanging tree..

The hanging tree… In 1991, I needed nothing, I wanted nothing. I was seeking the good death. A pretty lady with the saddest eyes in Michigan, she asked me. What are seeking Johnnie?… Continue reading

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Deluded love, broken promises and melancholy dreams..

Deluded love, broken promises and melancholy dreams… 1- Deluded love.. Pretty Peggy came to me at midnight, carrying Hemingway whiskey and a hopeful smile. I saw in her eyes, I was her last… Continue reading

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