Tag Archive: life

One more cup of coffee and a Big Sur story.

One more cup of coffee. She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her… Continue reading →

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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 PoetryWhen nonfiction feel like fiction. You have seen too much.                                 Don’t look for things you don’t want to find….. Old… Continue reading →

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The black night and the shadows dancing.

The black night and the shadows dancing. A long time ago in the late-night hours of Tubingen, Germany. You and I were wild and free. The yearly summer festival was alive and well.… Continue reading →

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The sinner’s prayer. And an amazing Beth Hart song.

The sinner’s prayer. I knew every tavern on Highway 35 in Texas. I drank a beer and some whiskey in almost everyone. Those Texas girls loved me. I could two-step and waltz till… Continue reading →

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Scars, we do have. And a beautiful Alessia Cara song.

Scars, we do have. The saddest gal in Monterey asked me. You make me laugh when I want to cry, you make me smile when I want to disappear. You hold my hand,… Continue reading →

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I do; dear I do. Time is a cold-hearted thief.

I do; dear I do. Once I knew the sea, once I knew the mountains and once, I roamed deep into the forest. And once I knew the sweetness of true love. I… Continue reading →

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The damn road.

The damn road.   It was a cold winter day in late December.  I awoke with my Michigan love andI kissed her face and lips and I told her. Good morning. Her beautiful… Continue reading →

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Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor.

Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor… I am drinking alone beautiful Jenny. Somehow I forgot where Ann Arbor was and I am so damn lonely. I have called you at midnight, every… Continue reading →

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Wildflowers dreams.

Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving two people with no place to go. Love isn’t fair, need the unities of two people living and dying for… Continue reading →

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Russian Roulette.

Russian roulette. Beautiful young woman danced on a stage on the border of Austin Texas, moving like a beautiful butterfly in the breeze. She held the attention of the men holding tightly to… Continue reading →

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