Tag Archive: poetry

I don’t remember how you looked..

Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day. I don’t remember how you looked… I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe… Continue reading

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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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The water, the sky and the earth. Chapter five.

The Water, the Sky and the Earth Little Wolf story Chapter five A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  Part five. A journey of one woman.                The Water, the Sky and the Earth.               Little… Continue reading

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The water, the sky and the earth.. Chapter two..

The Water, Sky and the Earth chapter two A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part two of my story about four people trying to find their way in a confusing world. Old Earth need some… 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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