Tag Archive: Online Writing

The gin and juice lullaby.

The gin and juice lullaby. Once we stripped bare naked and we showed real face and real skin. You were fire and I was water. My greed was to steal everything I could.… 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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The sheep and the wolf.

The sheep and the wolf. The man lifts his bottle of cheap wine, telling the passing people. You can’t go back after the words are spokento cut down a sweet love. The old… Continue reading

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Scottish kisses.

“The sweetest Scottish gal kisses My gun are locked away. My mind and my body is tire. I came to Aberdeenshire to remember a memory. Once young brave soldier told his auburn hair… Continue reading

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My midnight thoughts. And an amazing Elvis song.

My midnight thoughts. I am drinking alone at 6 pm and the night is going so damn slow and I drinking the Blue Moon and I fall into the old songs. Almost 9… Continue reading

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California a dreaming.

California a dreaming. My first true love was the sea. Always willing to welcome me back and she was willing to listen to the quiet poet. I miss the Pacific and I hope.… Continue reading

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The word-man.

The word-man. (Need men of woman to write the truth. Thank you for Hemingway, Kosinski, Twain and Nevil Shute. They wrote about the truth. The word-man must leave the truth behind. Maybe someone… Continue reading

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The sea, the wishes.

The sea, the wishes.. Lovely poet measured him with her gentle blue eyes and she watched how he spoke the words. She listened to his words, and she adored the Monterey Dark Poet… Continue reading

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Lady bug wishes.

Lady bug wishes. My dear Ojibwa grandmother told me. If a ladybug lands on you. You can make a wish. Only one. I told my grandchildren. If you see a butterfly dancing in… 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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