Tag Archive: Writing

You did not leave me my friend.

You did not leave me my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some scars cannot heal. We learn to live with them.                         … Continue reading

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A California free man once..

A California free man once… Hanging with Jim tonight. Took me 33 years of life, dead brothers and broken heart to learn. Life is more than me. I drove to 2500 miles, Michigan… Continue reading

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Is it, everything you wanted?

Is it, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading

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Heaven and hell in the same kiss..

Heaven and hell in the same kiss.. A Story by Coyote Poetry  Disappointment in love are lessons to prepare us for true love.                       Heaven and hell in the same kiss.. “We can die… Continue reading

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My lovely Lilith..

My lovely Lilith.. The dark poet loved the Monterey big storms. The Pacific was raging and dancing. He went to the Pacific ocean early in the morning wearing wet suit and carrying his… Continue reading

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A whiskey and a glass of water..

 A whiskey and a glass of water… She gave me whiskey kisses and we danced the Texas two-step till the witches hours. She was a bad, bad woman and I wanted more and… Continue reading

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We were running to and escaping from love..

I knew we were running to and escaping love touch in the same second… ( If we do not kiss. Will I miss the kiss?) I went to Ann Arbor looking for a… 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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Once we had the days of Spring..

1- Once we had the days of Spring.. I remember it was the first warm day of Spring in April 1977. She found me by the lake and she shared a beautiful smile… Continue reading

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Wild Irish Rose and a amazing George Jones song.

Wild Irish Rose..   Pretty gal with emerald eyes and the sweetest voice I ever heard. She told me. Johnnie, Johnnie. You can’t out-run the devil and the Wild Irish Rose won’t save… Continue reading

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