Category Archive: alcohol

What is life? A race or a walk? “The wild and the tamed”

The wild and the tamed A Poem by Coyote Poetry Is is better to play dead or create fear?                             The wild and the tamed. Some men don’t fear death. They don’t believe… Continue reading

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Fallen Angels

Fallen Angels A Poem by Coyote Poetry A new poem. I hope you like.                                      Fallen Angels   In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war… Continue reading

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Dear lover

Dear lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry People can fall together for the wrong reasons.                                  Dear lover I have learn too late. The words not spoken and the letters never written. Are… Continue reading

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Drink of me my dear lover

Drink of me my dear lover A Story by Coyote Poetry More Texas story.                                Drink of me my dear lover I loved the Austin Texas nights. Alive and vibrant with people and… Continue reading

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“Everything was you and you were everything”

      Everything was you and you were everything Waking up alone. Booze, blood and nothing is all I got. I have gone crazy. I have find peace in loneliness. You were… Continue reading

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One of my favorite. “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 woman dances… Continue reading

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Life can be? “Spin the bottle”

Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age.                    Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. Told me. “Damn if you… Continue reading

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“Let pretend”

Let pretend A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime little is better than nothing.                                       Let… Continue reading

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“Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty woman.”

Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty woman near. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The good days are not forgotten.                             Good whiskey, a old truck and  a pretty woman near. I… Continue reading

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Delicate flower

Delicate flower A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people and places are perfect. They are delicate flowers and perfect places.                                 Delicate flower I was a wore and torn man, receded into the… Continue reading

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