Tag Archive: Whisky

Give and take

Give and take A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is a two-way street. Must give to receive.         Give and take Pretty woman spoke of love and hate in the same sentence. I… Continue reading

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Let’s pretend

Let’s pretend A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime little is better than nothing.                                       Let pretend.… Continue reading

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Broken man prayers

Broken man prayers A Poem by Coyote Poetry We pay for every sin my friend. Walk softly through life. Real and solid things come to us rarely.              … 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… Continue reading

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Liar’s prayer

Liar’s prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Reading ancient writers and computer was down. Started writing some new poetry. I hope you enjoy.                                   Liar’s prayer… My kind and new friend. We sat… Continue reading

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Russian roulette

(You must know misery to appreciate pleasure.) Russian roulette A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is taking chances. We will fall many times. If we are lucky. We will know peace one day.… Continue reading

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The wild and the tamed

The wild and the tamed A Poem by Coyote Poetry Is is better to play dead or create fear?                             The wild and the tamed. Some men don’t fear death. They don’t believe… Continue reading

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Just enough

Just enough A Poem by Coyote Poetry Live fast, test life and hope for a good landing. Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18. Just… Continue reading

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Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty girl near

Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty woman near. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The good days are not forgotten. Good whiskey, a old truck and  a pretty woman near. I was… Continue reading

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Whiskey dreams are still the same

Whiskey dreams are still the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams of youth I still hold on to. Not for me this time. For my children.          … Continue reading

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