Tag Archive: Texas

Fallen Angels

Fallen Angels A Poem by Coyote Poetry A new poem. I hope you like.                                      Fallen Angels   In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war… Continue reading →

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Leather and lace

Leather and lace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song allowed us to create good poetry. Leather and lace I have played monster, demon and abuser. I was left with the gin and… Continue reading →

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Legs as long as Texas

lianagallerySource:             Legs as long as Texas I told her. You make me want to travel your long and perfect legs, slow and easy like a Texas back road. With no final destination… Continue reading →

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Texas poetry. The best kind. Sacrificial meal.

  Sacrificial meal She was a tall, long legged Texas girl.  She gave me a coy smile. Somehow I caught her attention. I knew, a pursued man are just cattle waiting to be… Continue reading →

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“Blindfolded and weightless”

    Blindfolded and weightless I watched your tone and beautiful legs move on the dance floor. Legs that make a man beg for mercy before he had sins. Your short skirt showed… Continue reading →

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The Lucky one

The lucky one A Poem by Coyote Poetry The gift of love. No more honored gift.                                The lucky one She offered me a smile and a hello. I was besieged by her… Continue reading →

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Barefoot dreams

Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age.      Barefoot dreams I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance… Continue reading →

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My wild Texas rose

My wild Texas rose A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song make us write. My wild Texas rose Kind mistress night brought her to me. The Austin, Texas bars brought people from all… Continue reading →

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“A dance with death. ” Warning can come from unknown sources.

A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind.  A dance with Death.(If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways.… Continue reading →

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Tavern poetry. The best kind. “Anything goes”

Anything goes She sat next to me on the empty stool. Her sweet perfume I breathe in. I gave  her a big Michigan smile. She returned the smile. We talks and drank for… Continue reading →

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