Category Archive: Detroit

The damn road

The damn road It was a cold winter day.  I awake with my blue eyes lover. We lay together sharing sweet kisses.  Her beautiful young body pressing against me so tightly. I can… Continue reading

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It is cut and dried.

It is Cut and dried. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old words still mean the same.                     It is cut and dried. Old man sitting at the Old Fox tavern. Drinking his rum… Continue reading

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Existence of love.

Existence of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For dear Grandparent missed. Existence of love. Ice cream with a cherry. A safe warm house. A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and… Continue reading

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