Category Archive: Austin

Delia

(The name Delia is of Greek origin. The meaning of Delia is “visible”. It is also of English origin, where its meaning is “of Delos“. Delia is generally used as a girl’s name.)   Delia… Continue reading

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Concrete angel…

Concrete angel It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. Yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me when I… Continue reading

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I can’t bleed no-more

  I can’t bleed no-more. ——————————————————————                             In Austin, Texas Johnnie don’t cry no-more for love, he don’t look for things… Continue reading

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Drink of me my dear lover…

“Drink of me my dear lover” A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-write Drink of me my dear lover A Story byCoyote Poetry More Texas story.                                Drink of me my dear lover  … Continue reading

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Boundless sea, honey love…

Boundless sea, honey love and a sacred fire A Story by Coyote Poetry Just words.                             Boundless sea, honey love and sacred fire It was early Summer of 1994 and I was stationed in… Continue reading

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“The disease”

The DISEASE     Two strangers sat together in the Austin, Texas Jazz club. Discussing things that didn’t matter anymore.   The woman looked at the man. She told him. “I was once… Continue reading

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Angels dancing, too close to the earth

  (Angel dancing, too close to the earth. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Beautiful song.)   Angels dancing, too close to earth   Pretty wishes, deadly journeys led me to the… Continue reading

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“She’s crazy”

 She’s crazy I was like my father, I believed. I needed the whiskey and the gin. And I loved the women too. I believe I was a rolling stone who wanted the long… Continue reading

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“The lady in the black dress”

The lady in the black dress Dancing alone in a downtown Austin tavern with my empty Black Velvet whiskey bottle in my hands. Playing alone in the bone yard of long and shattered… Continue reading

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“Let’s drink and pray for more”

Let’s drink and pray for more Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor, barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin, her wild eyes searched for what she… Continue reading

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