Tag Archive: John Coyote

‘I saw a face

I saw a face   I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face. The face brought back a sweet memory, was once a sweet memory.   She walked toward me… Continue reading →

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Please listen to the great song and some poetry.

Play with me   Organized life and boring work left me wishing for you. I know you have the music playing loud and you are dancing in your panties and bra to the… Continue reading →

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‘The rising sun’

The rising sun   I sat in the New Orleans in 1996 in a old rustic tavern on main street. I liked New Orleans, hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit.… Continue reading →

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‘Whiskey lullaby

Whiskey lullaby I watched her undress slowly. She have found me drinking whiskey alone at the Monterey Bay. I drank the whiskey and sang poetry to the Pacific. “My great love, my great… Continue reading →

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Winding road

Winding road   Old world making me tire, it seem we all are weaving and moving, not going no-where. Just keeping above the deep waters of life.   Once I was hell and… Continue reading →

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Recollections’

Recollections ————————————————————————————————————————- Kelly I was intoxicated by you, my beautiful dark eyes muse, you made me beg for seconds of time, to be near you. You were a wild spirit tempting life, leaving… Continue reading →

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‘Concrete angel’

Concrete angel   It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. Yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me when… Continue reading →

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Waiting for a miracle

Waiting for a miracle   I remember you, I remember us. You were my wild and untamed lady, and I was running to you, and I was running away from you in the… Continue reading →

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April, the month for poetry. Two poems.

The first time I saw your face-Two short poems.   ——— Paint me Elegant lady told me, life is hard and the night is long my love. We must bathe in the kindness… Continue reading →

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‘You are my everything and everything is you.

You are my everything and everything is you Love remembers everything,  I told my new young friend at the Seaside city, California tavern. A beautiful red-haired beauty with long legs walked by and… Continue reading →

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