Category Archive: john denver

Lullaby..

 Lullaby Did we lie? Did we love? Did we forget? ——————————————————– Once love inferno, became water down love. Our warm bed, became cold. ———————————————————- I sang lullaby of forever once upon a time,… Continue reading

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The wisp/ the kiss, the memory- The jest of love

The wisp/ the kiss, the memory- Jest of love A Chapter by Coyote PoetryThird and last chapter.                    The wisp/ the kiss, the memory- Jest of… Continue reading

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P.J Harvey and a poem. Bitter branches.

 Bitter branches…. Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply.They will sit on old porches  and remember skeletons and blunders.The have learned profound knowledge and the texture of the body… Continue reading

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I am here….

I am here… Loneliest man in the bar, drinking alone. He told the smoking cigarette and the empty whiskey glass, you knew the ending at the beginning. A soft hand touched his shoulder,… Continue reading

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Ly O Lay Ale Loya (The circle dance)

Ly O Lay Ale Loya (Circle Dance) (The world is fighting a common enemy. This sickness touched the four corners of our world. I hope our leaders learn. One people and one earth.… Continue reading

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Listen, remember and learn…

  Listen, remember and learn ——————————————–                                              Listen I love the misty… Continue reading

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Purgatory Inn and no place to go…

Purgatory Inn and no place to go.     I have the long Island ice tea, fresh and cold, bartender keep them coming. They love the big tippers. Purgatory Inn is open early… Continue reading

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Write, write and write some more…

Write, write and write some more A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand?  … Continue reading

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“The raging water”

  The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m  writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body… Continue reading

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“The light and the darkness”

The light and the darkness   You told me. “The black heart, too dark and cold for love. Is just barren soil. Nothing can live in soil swimming in the blood of heartache… Continue reading

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