Daily Archive: August 12, 2020

The ashes and the fire..

  The ashes and the fire My dearest love, my serene memory. I remember us. We loved the midnight hours, locked door and to be 3 am wild and free. The German Winter made… Continue reading

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I saw the sun in your eyes..

     I saw the sun in your eyes You and I, we are dancing by the Monterey Bay, I am singing words of love for you. You asked me, Johnnie, why did… Continue reading

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The darkest days..

The darkest days A Poem by Coyote Poetry         The darkest days   Winter of 1992 was holding on and I was hiding out on Highway one. I brought the vodka… Continue reading

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