Tag Archive: Writing

Easy on my mind.

Easy on my mind. She had heard too many useless words spoken and she needed a friend. She was a North Dakota gal, tall, long and so beautiful. She told me on a… Continue reading

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Who are you?

Who are you? I love the book “The picture of Dorian Gray.” When reading or listening to the amazing book. You question yourself. Who am I? I question you, my friend. Who are… Continue reading

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My North Dakota hurricane.

My North Dakota hurricane.. Beneath the midnight Monterey moon, we danced, we drank and we adored the Winter storms of the Pacific. We served as soldiers in the daytime and in the night.… Continue reading

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The Texas two-step.

The Texas two-step. 1- A pretty gal asked me to dance in Belton, Texas. I asked her. Are you a college gal? She smiled and she told me. I am thirteen and I… Continue reading

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One more cup of coffee .

One more cup of coffee. She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her… Continue reading

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The song of May. And an amazing Leonard Cohen song.

The song of May. I am taking the train to Basel. Dear Alexandra is waiting in the city of wonder for me. She found me on the poetry site and she told me.… Continue reading

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Did we love? Did we bleed?

Did we love? Did we bleed? Oh, la, la, la.  Dear love, I sang to you, I sang to us. We were whiskey nights and whiskey kisses. I loved you more than life… Continue reading

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Parable of Celia.

Parable of Celia She sat alone by the peaceful lake. Her pale legs and bare feet being sun-kissed by the late Spring sun.  She was wearing a sundress of white showing soft and… Continue reading

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The lost and found.

The lost and found A Poem by Coyote Poetry “When love is misplaced. Hard to find again.”                      The lost and found. I loved the Monterey nights.  I would walk from Fort Ord, California… Continue reading

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Rebirth.

(Corporal C. in 1992.) 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… Continue reading

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