Tag Archive: fiction

Spin the bottle..

Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age.”                    Spin the bottle.. Old man sat alone.Told me. “Damn if you do. Damn if you don’t. Life is… Continue reading

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Halloween tale. Don’t look for things you don’t want to find…

Don’t look for things you don’t want to find. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  When nonfiction feel like fiction. You have seen too much.                                  Don’t look for things you don’t want to find.… Continue reading

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A letter.. Dear Amanda..

A letter-  Dear Amanda.. I am writing you a letter. Just words to be read and I wanted you to know. You are my everything. You are my mystery to try to understand… Continue reading

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A New York City night..

A New York city night. Was a New York city dark winter night.The cold of Winter made the strangers gathered in the taverns.I sat alone at the bar, writing into my journal.A pretty… Continue reading

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When comes a stranger…

When comes a stranger A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Death comes when she desired.                               Death come when he desired. I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a great… Continue reading

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Monkey’s paw. Halloween 2024.

Monkey’s paw- Halloween 2024 A Story by Coyote Poetry  Part of old version and a modern version. Be careful what you wish for. Everything cost some something. Happy Halloween.           … Continue reading

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Never talk to strangers..

Never talk to a stranger.. The last tavern on the Austin, Texas street “Fifth street”.  Low music and people seeking conversation. Pretty lady sat with me and she ordered a double shot of… Continue reading

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We were just men and women..

We were just Men and Woman… 20 soldiers sat and waiting  in a room .The education of War written deep in their brains and hearts. Their souls became  polluted with word kill, protect… Continue reading

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The lady near the sea..

The lady near the sea.. A rainy and gloomy night in New Orleans in the Winter of 1992. Johnnie tried to drink away the heaviness of things left behind. He sat alone near… Continue reading

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Regards to dear Melanie..

Regards to dear Melanie.. I know love is never fair dear Melanie. Need perfect timing, place and same need.Rarely do two people meet at the same wants. I’m alright .  I’m drinking the… Continue reading

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