Tag Archive: poetry

Me and a Leonard Cohen, Saturday night.

My Joan of arc.. Dear beautiful poet, please write on my bare skin, I love you, I love you. Please let’s lay bare and pray. The night will be never-ending. You and me,… Continue reading

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Some days are better..

Some days are better.. Old age had taught me.Bad days become less painful andstruggles make us solid people. I raised four children.Strong and beautiful.I learn the value of life.Children at your feet, laughter… Continue reading

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Come live with me and be my love..

Come live with me and be my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I stole a line from the great writer Christopher Marlowe                                        Come live with me and be my love (Come live… Continue reading

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Chelsea hotel..

The Chelsea hotel A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark taverns at… Continue reading

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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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