Monthly Archive: October, 2013

Babbling of a insane man. Chapter one and two.

Babbling of a insane man. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry You must dance with life and death to know real peace.                       Chapter one The chess game   I drove to Austin, Texas… Continue reading

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The damn road

The damn road It was a cold winter day.  I awake with my blue eyes lover. We lay together sharing sweet kisses.  Her beautiful young body pressing against me so tightly. I can… Continue reading

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Russian roulette

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.                                   Russian roulette Beautiful young women dances… Continue reading

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Ancient warrior

Ancient warrior A Poem by Coyote Poetry Blood cannot change. Sometime must go back to your place of birth to learn peace. Ancient warrior I drove to the forest. Away from the city.… Continue reading

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In Monterey

In Monterey   A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can try to escape. Sooner or later the memories will catch up with us.                       In Monterey I called you to tell you… 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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Love is at my door

                      Love is at my door I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory. I dream… Continue reading

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A Sergeant Joyce Kilmer poem and one of my poems.

            Tree (Sergeant Joyce Kilmer. Born December 6, 1886-died in battle july 30, 1918. My favorite poem. So beautiful and true.) I think that I shall never see… Continue reading

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Be The Peace You Want To See In The World

Originally posted on Ha! Tea 'n' Danger:
True wisdom in the words of Martin Luther King Jr. Ha! Tea 'n' Danger View original post

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I remember you.

          I remember you (We can’t allow the small things to kill off all our hopes and dreams. Our children need to have something to reach for. If we… Continue reading

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