Tag Archive: Online Writing

Are we beggars for love?

 Are we beggars for love?… We love them, we need them and we learn. Women honor men with the gift of love. Dark thoughts, white thoughts we may have. All our dreams start… Continue reading

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Once we had the Elvis songs…

 Once we had the Elvis songs… Hello girl, it Johnnie in Michigan and I am sorry to call you at at Midnight hours. The drink is wearing me down and I am listening… Continue reading

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I had a dream, I had a good dream…

I had a dream, I had a good dream. A Story by Coyote PoetryMy dream poetry. Dryden, Donne, Hemingway, London, Kosinski, Bukowski and Ben Jonson came to me in my dreams last night.   … Continue reading

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You saved me…

You saved me… A Poem by Coyote PoetrySave one life, we know happiness. Save many lives. We know peace.” (My grand-boys and my grand-daughter Mia.)                   … Continue reading

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Your love’s like heroin…

 Your love’s like Heroin… Lace and silk, whiskey and sin, pain and misery we loved. I loved to watch you paint your beautiful face and I told you. You are a natural beauty.… Continue reading

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Bad to the bone….

( Johnnie in Monterey 1992.)  Bad to the bones… (Written in 1989 rewritten.) I’m going crazy. I don’t know which way is out or in.I have fell into too deep. I can’t see… Continue reading

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You are in Paris and I’m here…

You are in Paris and I’m here A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe cannot forget love.                         You are in Paris and I’m here… I hurt myself again today and I allowed you into my… Continue reading

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A cradle hymn…

(Johnnie and his baby girl in 1996) A cradle hymn. A Poem by Coyote Poetry In a child eyes, we learn what love is.                               A cradle hymn…. Hush little baby. Don’t you cry.Daddy… Continue reading

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Maybe Bukowski…

Maybe Bukowski? A Poem by Coyote PoetryYears ago. I met Bukowski in California. I didn’t know who he was, at the time. He read my work and he told me. Good stuff and we… Continue reading

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Outstanding video with great meaning. Some words. The poet and the naked lady…

 The poet and the naked lady… I fell in love with a long-legged woman, her eyes of never-ending questions and her flowing auburn hair stole my voice and my eyes. I ate breakfast… Continue reading

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