I can show you God…

I can show you God A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust thoughts and things to ponder on                                   I can show you God… The great search for God is fruitless for some. I knew a… Continue reading →

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Run with the wind…. Dance with the sea…

Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose.                      Run with the wind. Dance with the sea…. One year… Continue reading →

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Mojo a-coming and a Jim Morrison poem.

Mojo a-coming…  I left Ann Arbor in 1990. The dead man walking had nothing to lose. Joined a war to see, if he was alive or dead?The damn war taught me, Johnnie was… Continue reading →

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The lost and found…

The lost and found A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen love is misplaced. hard to find again.                      The lost and found… I loved the Monterey  nights.  I would walk from Fort Ord, California to… Continue reading →

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She told me. Love demand payment….

She told me. Love demand payment….. Perfect beauty. Wearing Summer dress of white. Her soft shoulders showed tempting kiss and caress. She knew she had my attention. I watched her sun-kissed legs of… Continue reading →

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Drink of me, my love…

  Drink of me, my love…. I hid in dark places for many years. I volunteered for far off places and war. I like the places where people wanted little and not everything.… Continue reading →

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Coffee, you and me…

 Coffee, you and me…. “Then shall thy circling arms embrace and dip my naked body, and thy balmy lips. Bathe me in juices of kisses, who perfume like a religious incense shall consume.”    … Continue reading →

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Be a flexible branch than the dead roots…

Be a flexible branch than the dead roots A Story by Coyote PoetryI learn the past is gone and today actions matter, by a New Orleans Tarot card reader.                             Be the flexible branch… Continue reading →

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Dead flowers… A beautiful Samantha song.

 Dead flowers —————————————————————————————————————————————- Once we tried to catch the wind. We loved the California fault line and the Pacific. She loved the black velvet whiskey and I loved her. I always brought her… Continue reading →

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In Monterey….

In Monterey A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe can try to escape. Sooner or later the memory will catch up with us.         In Monterey… I called you to tell you I was all right. … Continue reading →

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