Tag Archive: Texas

The reaper.

The reaper… I have played hide and see with the reaper and the fucking reaper found me in Downtown Austin, Texas. She was a pretty gal with a voice of gold. She told… Continue reading

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Dear beautiful Duffy and some mini-poetry.

Mercy.. 1- She was so fine, she was so sweet. Prettiest Texas gal in Belton asked me for a dance. I told her, yes ma. She took my hands and we went to… Continue reading

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Two out of three, isn’t bad…

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

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My Texas rose…

Texas rose… The sweetest gal in Texas told me. Please give me your address and I will write you when you are gone. I told her, she was a treasure, a blessing to… Continue reading

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Dreaming of Texas..

Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the wealth… Continue reading

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Cigarettes, sweet wine and you….

Cigarettes, sweet wine and you A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old places become better with time                                     Cigarettes, sweet wine and you… I sat and waited with my Poet friend. I was the back-up… Continue reading

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Little Wolf…

Little Wolf… Once a pretty Ojibwa gal stole my heart and my thoughts. Her coffee brown eyes and golden brown skin made me wish to swim in her kind and gentle eyes. She… Continue reading

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Dreaming of Texas…

Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the wealth… Continue reading

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The jazzy Sundays…

 The Jazzy Sundays… The jazz is best on Sunday night in Austin, Texas. Less people roaming the city and the Jazz men are playing their song sweetly and so damn good. The Sunday… Continue reading

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Hell-bound and the whiskey tasting better…

Hell-bound I am and the whiskey tasting better…. Once saintly man found sin, whiskey and the drinking songs. He and Hank William Jr. sing nightly in Belton, Texas together. The one-handed bartender make… Continue reading

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