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Old soldier..

Old soldier… A Story by Coyote Poetry  Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You appreciate… Continue reading →

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We must slow down my darling and a beautiful IMANY song.

We must slow down my darling… Drunkest poet, drunkest soldier in Austin, Texas. He wrote to a journal.“Nothing is lost,nothing is gain,we will back step,we will fall forward and we will get up.This is… Continue reading →

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Please kiss me and tell me I am the only one you need.

Please kiss me and tell me I am the only one you need… She had waited a thousand days for him. War and confusion had made their love wait.  They shared a 100… Continue reading →

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Monkey’s paw.. My January tale.

Monkey’s paw.. My late January tale. A Story by Coyote Poetry  Part of old version and a modern version. Be careful what you wish for. Everything cost something.             … Continue reading →

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Another time, another place.

Another time, another place….. The loneliness man at Fort Hood volunteered for missions in Central American. He wanted to escape everything and he wanted to taste the Hemingway’s tropical paradise. Once he sought… Continue reading →

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I drink alone..

I drink alone… Prettiest and meanest gal in the Jazz bar. She drank alone. She looked into the mirror and she told the mirror. Fuck you. Pretty Sheila wanted no voices. She loved… Continue reading →

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Just love..

Just love.. This night I was in Washington State at Fort Lewis. I was in the NCO(Non-commission officer) school. 8 weeks of training to be a leader.  It was a Friday night and… Continue reading →

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Hotel California

Hotel California I was station in California in 1992. After the war ending, I was blessed, a old dream came true. I was living on the California coastline. I had no debt and… Continue reading →

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I had a dream, I had a good dream..

I had a dream, I had a good dream. A Story by Coyote Poetry  My dream poetry. Dryden, Donne, Hemingway, London, Kosinski, Bukowski and Ben Jonson came to me in my dreams last night. … Continue reading →

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The Bacchus wine..

The Bacchus wine….Part one.. She was a Gypsy girl beauty. She had wildest eyes, the eyes of wonder and miracles. She waited for me in a bed of cotton sheets, her robust body… Continue reading →

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