Tag Archive: life

The cherry wine and a beautiful Hope Winter song.

The cherry wine. Once my life was better. I had yearly family reunions, kind voices to give me strength and I could accomplish anything. I didn’t know. Life is ever-changing.Today my folly, today… Continue reading

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Hanging with Bukowski and a poem. The loveliest girl in Monterey.

The loveliest girl in Monterey… The loveliest gal in Monterey, she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention. I was the midnight poet and I would go to her shop in… Continue reading

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The stranger songs.

Houses built on sand will sink. Love built on false hope will not endure. Desperate love, passionate love is just release for the sake of the body and not the heart. Just fragments… Continue reading

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Love demand payment.

Love demand payment. Young soldiers with old eyes sat alone by the New Jersey Atlantic sea. Writing words upon old journal for few to see.He wrote words with many meanings.Reap what you sow.Prey… Continue reading

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The Iron Mountain song.

The Iron Mountain song. I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw your face and I needed to talk to you one more time… Continue reading

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Highway 80 is calling my name.

Highway 80 is calling my name. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I’m tire of same places and faces. I need the road.                                   Highway 80 is calling my name. I’m tire, so damn tired.… Continue reading

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Be quiet dear lover.

Be quiet dear lover/ Quédate The sky is grey and the sun is hidden behind the rain clouds in the early morning.You and I had traveled to Palma, Spain.The Germany Winter made our… Continue reading

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Truth or dare?

(Truth or dare?A Poem by Coyote PoetryTake no chances. Have no adventures.) Truth or dare? Life, my friend. A odd game that no-one can win.I do like the game of truth or dare.… Continue reading

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I tried to remember.

I tried to remember. I tried to remember the curves of your body.  Us blindfolded  by wild need and want on the cold days of Winter. I want to remember my hands touching… Continue reading

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Bad to the bone.

Bad to the bone. (Written in 1989) I’m going crazy. I don’t know which way is out or in.I have fell into too deep. I can’t see the light.Darkness took my heart and… Continue reading

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