Tag Archive: Poet

Could you, could we..

Could you, could we? Was a beautiful Michigan Summer day and I held her hand. We walked the circle at Lake St. Clair and she asked me. Could you, could we? Outrun the… Continue reading

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Never talk to strangers..

 Never talk to a stranger The last tavern on the Austin, Texas street “Fifth street”.  Low music and people seeking conversation. Pretty lady sat with me and she ordered a double shot of… Continue reading

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Two out of three ain’t bad.

Two out of three ain’t bad… I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996.Drinking the long Island ice teas.Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered a water.Bartender gave… Continue reading

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Run with the wind and dance with the sea..

Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  When life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose.                       Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. One… Continue reading

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Sweet red wine..

Sweet red wine.. It was early fall and the sweet new wines of Germany came out.They are cheap and tasty.It was a beautiful late summer day.The youth of  the city of Boeblingen surrounded… Continue reading

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A beautiful Skylar Grey song and a poem.

 Fucking crazy… One—  I loved the saddest women in the taverns. They have nothing to lose or gain. The angry ladies make me smile and they love me. They knew, we were soulmates… Continue reading

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Like a river, going to the sea..

 Like a river, going to the sea… I am following the moving river and I can smell the sea in the air. I decided I was a prisoner in a mess-up prison. I… Continue reading

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Beautiful Laura sat by the sea…

Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten.                          Beautiful Laura sat by the sea.. I sat in a field of wildflowers andthe scent… Continue reading

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Just enough..

Just enough.. Long distance calls begging me to stop by and spend time with you in Florida.. You whispered you missed me and needed me. I’m lonely and drowning in old dreams, I… Continue reading

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The pathfinder

Pathfinder A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We look in many places for what we need and want. Most times what we need is in front of our face.                             The pathfinder.. There are many… Continue reading

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