Tag Archive: Family

The Texas jazz, I do need.

“Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope.… Continue reading

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Say my name, make me believe.

Say my name. Make me believe. I am dreaming of you again dear Maria. Prettiest eyes and longest legs in my world are stealing my dreams. I called you at midnight and I… Continue reading

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The fray, the train ride to Monterey. Part two.

The Fray, the train ride to Monterey.. Part two. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Be not afraid of the Fray. The Fray takes you to where you need to me. The wistful life will… Continue reading

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We need barefoot days.

We need barefoot days. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I need a warm day.  We need barefoot days.. Prettiest girl in my world dances near Lake Huron. She ran to me with open arms… Continue reading

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Old love.

Old love… She  called me at midnight and she whispered. Johnnie, Johnnie. Do you remember me? I am so damn lonely tonight and please Johnnie. Can I come to you tonight?I told her.… Continue reading

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The day is gone, and the darkness is here.

The day is gone, and the dark nights are here. I never liked the month of December. I seem to lost more than I gained. Once , after a war, I returned home… Continue reading

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Been awhile my friend.

Been awhile my friend. I visit my good friend, the ground was cold and I brought his favorite beer. I take one Budweiser and I leave the five remainders on his grave. I… Continue reading

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Love conquered all.

Love conquered all A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Must know love and kindness to know joy and happiness.  Love conquered all. Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace andthe long dances… Continue reading

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We are, what we leave behind.

We are, what we leave behind… I remember the most beautiful woman I have ever known. She was a Ojibwa woman who lost everything and she kept her human emotions of kindness and… Continue reading

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Kindness.

Kindness.. My grandmother told me often. The greatest sin is to kill someone hope. Take away their dreams. We cannot bury someone with anger and unkind words. Love is never meanness, love is… Continue reading

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