Daily Archive: July 8, 2020

Folly..

Folly     Dead men don’t weep no more, stagnant life lead to deluded ending, Pretty things can hide the hidden truth, nothing gain-nothing lost.     We can ascend and we can… Continue reading

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Three old poems. Young man eyes.

The whore bath A Poem by Coyote Poetry,  Written in 1992 Sometime we must think and make wise decisions. The whore bath Large shining teeth, telling me the way to heaven. I will find… Continue reading

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Free audio books- Hemingway and Oscar Wilde

Books I have so many. I have love books for 50 years. Jack London “When God laughs” made me want to create. Hemingway words made me wish to travel and test life. Oscar… Continue reading

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California poetry..

  Dear Clinton, Michigan   You told me often. Love wasn’t enough. The heart become too hidden with time and age. —— California isn’t enough   I called you beautiful Jenny and I… Continue reading

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Merle Haggard and some words.

  If we make it through December   Pretty Jenny was long legged and sweet as the Fall honey. She loved the Texas two-step and I love having her body near. She was… Continue reading

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Frankie Valli and some words.

My eyes adored you   My sweet dream, my first dream and my last dream. I loved you  since you  were my sweet and kind friend. You gave always gentle and  sweet  words… Continue reading

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