Tag Archive: Texas

Daylight fading…

The daylight fading…. Once the most kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne use to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late… Continue reading

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Two out of three, ain’t bad.

Two out of three, ain’t bad. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Lonely are the people who wasted love and friendship.  (Johnnie in Monterey in 1991) Two out of three ain’t bad…. I was sitting… 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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Maybe yes, maybe no?

Maybe yes, maybe no?… I been hiding in the highway 35 taverns for three months. Started drinking early in the morning and writing till darkness, the happy hours blues poetry. Once I was… Continue reading

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The parable of the flower and the lovelorn man..

The parable of the flowers and the lovelorn man… She was a perfect beauty. She danced nightly on a stage in Killeen, Texas.  I went nightly and I waited for my tainted beauty… Continue reading

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The chess game…

The chess game… I drove to Austin, Texas today. I like to get to Austin early. Find some good parking and roam the city. The old city had everything. Good bars, pretty woman… Continue reading

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The poet wisp…

The poet wisp… The pretty Texas gal asked me. You are here every Friday and Saturday morning by the Austin River sitting alone. Reading your books and writing into your journal. You read… Continue reading

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Cigarettes, sweet wine and you…

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

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Texas bars and Texas woman….

  Texas bars and Texas woman…. (A old poem written in 1993. When I roam the Texas as a young man.) The Doctor told  me.“You are damn healthy.You must take care of your… Continue reading

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We danced for the stars…

We danced for the stars … Was a Texas hot Summer night and you wore your black dress and dancing shoes.  I was drinking the Long Island teas since 6 pm and you arrived… Continue reading

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