Tag Archive: short-story

I saw a face.

I saw a face. I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face.The face brought back a sweet memory,was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me and she embraced me… Continue reading

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Where have the Ojibwa gone? And some quotes.

” Only when the last tree has died and the last river has been poisoned, and the last fish been caught will we realize we cannot eat money.” “Treat the earth well: it… Continue reading

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Rebirth.

Rebirth A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some people desire a rebirth in new places. I wonder do we change?    Rebirth Old Johnnie drinking the cheap Honduras rum.Told the two pretty Honduras girls at… Continue reading

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Once we had the days of Spring.

1- Once we had the days of Spring.. I remember it was the first warm day of Spring in April 1977. She found me by the lake and she shared a beautiful smile… Continue reading

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Two Guitars.

Two Guitars.. Was a warm May-day in Monterey and the sea was wild tonight. Once loud man, now quiet man drank his whiskey alone and he prayed for nothing more, nothing less. Once… Continue reading

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Please remember who you are.

Please remember who you were. I saw a old friend sitting alone in a Austin, Texas at the coffee shop. Her eyes looking down at the table and her coffee, hiding her sorrow.… Continue reading

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My Iron Mountain girl.

My Iron Mountain girl.. Prettiest gal in Iron Mountain saw him drinking his whiskey alone and she frowned a negative face. She imagined his world was fun and okay. She went to him,… Continue reading

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I serenaded to the paragon of beauty.

I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life                              I serenaded  to the paragon of beauty… Continue reading

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Some days can be perfect.

Some days can be perfect A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Life is like the sea. We can be as powerful as a Winter storm or quiet as the smooth dance of the morning tide. … Continue reading

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The tarot cards.

The tarot cards A Story by Coyote Poetry  We can learn things in the strangest places on this planet.                        The tarot cards. I went to an old dark carnival on a hidden road… Continue reading

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