Tag Archive: Online Writing

My last stand will be in New York City..

My last stand will be in New York City… I want to go to New York City.Sit on a park bench in Central Park where Leonard Cohen sat with Joplin,whispering stories of things to… Continue reading

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Big Sur, a-dreaming..

Big Sur a-dreaming. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I need a trip. You are invited. Most beautiful and peaceful place. Big Sur, Ca.                      Big Sur a-dreaming… A un-mark road with a small sign will… Continue reading

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The song of the seasons…

A Story by Coyote Poetry  A Native American tale.                                  The song of fall.. Warm days, cold nights.Create an restless passion.I can hear the whisper of the windon a solitary hill. Old Mother Nature… Continue reading

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My dearest love, where did you go?

My dearest love, where did you go? One I found you and you found me. We loved Monterey and we were sea-dancers. We drank the tequila by the light of the moon and… Continue reading

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Sin is sin, till we partake.

Sin is sin, till we partake…. He told the pretty Irish girl, sin is sin till we partake in her sweetness. Then the sin become a part of us, we will accept willingly.… Continue reading

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The painted memories..

The painted memories.. Mia, the pretty artist on the Monterey pier. She love to paint the sea and the faces of people. She told me often. Johnnie, we need painted memories for our… Continue reading

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Maybe Florence, maybe Basel..

Maybe Florence, maybe Basel… Once beautiful Swiss gal befriended me in the late Spring of 1979. We met in London and she told me. London is okay, but Florence in the month of… Continue reading

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Drinking in the night, drinking in the morning..

Drinking in the night, drinking in the mornings… Some mini-poetry. 1-  I love the April rain, I love the smell of April. Life seem to come alive  and I awake from my Winter… Continue reading

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Midnight payment..

The midnight payment … 1-  We kissed and we never told. We were midnight dancers, wanting everything and more. Did we find some kind of peace in the serene night? Or did we… Continue reading

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A fairytale ending..

A fairytale ending A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Sometime life is fair. We can have a fairytale ending when all things fall into place properly.                         A fairytale ending.. Love letters are sent andnew hope… Continue reading

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