Tag Archive: love

We need more love words. And a beautiful Tanya Tucker song.

We need more love words… The old house is quiet now. Once the three bedrooms house was filled with children and laughter. Once I had solid people near, strong people to sit with… Continue reading

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The sweetest gal..

The sweetest gal… I brought the most beautiful girl near and I raised my glass to the sky in the dark tavern. I said aloud.“Drink to you, drink to me and drink to… Continue reading

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Anything goes…

Anything goes…  She sat next to me on the empty stool.Her sweet perfume I breathe in andI gave  her a big Michigan smile. She returned the smile.We talks and drank for hours.Her blue eyes… Continue reading

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Never talk to strangers.. Happy Halloween.

Never talk to a stranger.. The last tavern on the Austin, Texas street “fifth street”.  It was Halloween eve. Low music and people seeking conversation. Pretty lady sat with me and she ordered… Continue reading

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Broken promises and forgotten places…

Broken promises and forgotten places A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A wise man accept responsibility for his actions.                                      Broken promises and lost places.. I remembered we had dreams of being barefoot in wildflowers… Continue reading

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The daylight fading…

The daylight fading…. Once the most kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne use to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late… Continue reading

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A twisted lullaby, maybe?

A  twisted lullaby, maybe? Was the first of June and Johnnie and Lucy wanted a adventure. Johnnie told his dear Lucy, I have loved you yesterday and today I love you more. She… Continue reading

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Should of loved you more..

Should of loved you more… He left love doorway 2,500 miles away. The hardest and coldest man, he loved the whiskey and he loved the taverns. He loved the darkest days and he… Continue reading

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You are in Paris and I am here..

(Paris in 1979.) You are in Paris and I’m here… I hurt myself again today and I allowed you into my thoughts. I read your words and I wished I was someone else.I… Continue reading

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A New Orleans lullaby…

A New Orleans lullaby… I was station at Fort Hood for six years. I was the Dancing Coyote, always seeking laughter, good drink and pretty ladies. I Befriended a New York state gal.… Continue reading

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