Tag Archive: Writing

Ghost and shadows. Chapter one.

Ghost and shadows- chapter one. A Chapter by Coyote PoetryLife is accepting life as-is. Maybe we have enough. Ghost and shadows- chapter one.  Beautiful Tanya waited patiently with the kind morning sun upon her… Continue reading

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The sea, the wishes.

The sea, the wishes. Lovely poet measured him with her gentle blue eyes, and she watched how he spoke the words. She listened to his words and she adored the Monterey Dark Poet… Continue reading

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The loveliest girl in Monterey. And a Bukowski poem.

The loveliest girl in Monterey. The loveliest gal in Monterey,she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention.I was the midnight poet, and I would go to her shop in the mini… Continue reading

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The lady in the black dress.

The lady in the black dress. Dancing alone in a downtown Austin tavern with my empty Black Velvet whiskey bottle in my hands. Playing alone in the bone yard of long and shattered… Continue reading

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The wolf and the raven dance. And music by the beautiful Harp twins.

The white wolf and raven dance. 1- Nocturnal life she wanted. But the raven befriended the quiet white wolf. She wanted quiet, she tried to forget. The screams of the dead. They murdered… Continue reading

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If it be your will. And an amazing Leonard Cohen song.

If it be your will. I saw her sitting alone with a small child. Pretty auburn hair and hazel eyes. Soft tears were falling her eyes and I went to her.  I asked,… Continue reading

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She had wildflowers in her hair.

She had wildflowers in her hair Spring sweet Spring. Your gentle warm days make me come alive.Sitting with the wildflowers and swimming in old memories.I remembered a barefoot beauty taking me the hidden… Continue reading

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Dance of ugly dreams and nightmares. No-one wins in war.

Dance of sweet dreams and nightmares. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I’m sixty-seven-year-old. The people who accept war as norm. Will they accept their children dying for religion and hate?                            Dance of ugly… Continue reading

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Love did whisper to be on a summer day. And a wonderful Rachel Hardy song.

Love did whisper to me on a summer day. She was a butterfly dancing in the wind, her long colorful dress moving with the breeze and love, did whisper to me on a… Continue reading

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Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars for the crying moon.

Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars for the crying moon. Once a beautiful woman believed love was grand, the kisses would become sweeter and love would save her. She would find me drinking… Continue reading

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