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I try to remember..

I try to remember A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old poetry with are-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014                          I try to remember.. I tried to remember the curves of your body.  Us blindfolded… Continue reading →

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I can’t bleed, no-more..

I can’t bleed, no-more. ——————————————————————                             In Austin, Texas Johnnie don’t cry no-more for love, he don’t look for things… Continue reading →

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The poet wisp..

The poet wisp… The pretty Texas gal asked me. You are here every Friday and Saturday morning by the Austin River sitting alone. Reading your books and writing into your journal. You read… Continue reading →

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The fragrance of time..

The fragrance of time… We cannot stop time. Youth run away from us so quickly. We must have a Gypsy soul. We must know wonder-lust, we must kiss many pretty ladies and we… Continue reading →

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Please show me your real face.

Please show me your real face… I became the Austin City dark poet in 1993. I would advice the young writers and do minor edit on their work. Many of the college kids… Continue reading →

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You are my poetry my dearest love..

You are my poetry my dearest love.. I was a soldier, wandering the world seeking adventure and I learn. One day, I was alone. I learn, if you escape home for a long… Continue reading →

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Love has no pride and a beautiful Bonnie Raitt song.

Love had no pride…. Pretty wishes, pretty memories, become kind and sweet places we have known. I remember my greatest wish, ginger hair girl with the eyes of hazel, she was once, my… Continue reading →

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Falling backwards..

Falling backwards… I liked California. Made me think and drink less. I never understood the California girls. They wanted to figure out the messy world and you can’t. The taverns in California were… Continue reading →

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I lift my eyes..

I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day.”                                 I lift my eyes.. Barren cold and heartless world.Fear had tarnish… Continue reading →

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The sea and the memories..

The sea and the memories.. The cold days of winter leave me longing and yearning for the hot days of summer. The winter days bring back the memory of our closure of our… Continue reading →

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