“The waltz of the angels”

The waltz of the Angels I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming. Sunday morning is a-coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a sad… Continue reading →

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“Sacrificial meal”

Sacrificial meal She was a tall, long-legged Texas girl. She gave me a coy smile. Somehow I caught her attention. I knew, a pursued man are just cattle waiting to be slaughter. She… Continue reading →

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“Dreaming of Texas”

Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the… Continue reading →

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“A dance with death”

A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind.                   ————————————————————————————————————————- A dance with Death.… Continue reading →

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New chapter-Dark days of Texas

Dark days of Texas- Day one, Sunday morning A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter Dark days of Texas-Day one- Sunday morning Old man John awoke early. He had a lot to… Continue reading →

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Dark days of Texas-Sweet Cheryl Lee

Dark days of Texas- Sweet Cheryl Lee-part seven A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Another chapter.                                    Dark days of Texas – Sweet Cheryl lee Eric hated the Summer in Texas. So damn hot.… Continue reading →

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Six chapters of “Dark days of Texas”

Dark days of Texas A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new story had begun.                                       Dark days of Texas Another hot day in Texas. 110 degrees and the ground so damn hot. Old… Continue reading →

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Dark days of Texas-Tammy’s understanding

Dark days of Texas- Tammy’s understanding A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter.                       Dark days of Texas-Tammy’s understanding Tammy held silence for one hour and she went to Shirley. She asked… Continue reading →

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“Dreaming of Texas.”

Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the… Continue reading →

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Midnight seduction

Midnight seduction A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Midnight seduction I’m sitting alone in the darkness of the tavern in Austin, Texas and I saw her. Alone and holding the whisky glass… Continue reading →

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