Category Archive: mercy

The Chelsea hotel

The Chelsea hotel A Poem by Coyote PoetryI went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Central Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark taverns at… Continue reading

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Heaven and hell…

Heaven and hell A Story by Coyote PoetryDisappointment in love are lessons to prepare us for true love.                      Heaven and hell… We must decide. We can die of fear and our heart be… 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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Anger….

 Anger….. Sometime I want to hurt someone. Smart and wise-ass faces  tempt you with comments and useless words. People with no kindness or loyalty for anyone demand your time and duty. Tire and drowning in personal problems. Yearning for… 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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Can’t take my eyes off you

  Can’t take my mind off you —Feel like million year ago and once, you and I believed in love.—- —I ran from your memory, I tried to forget your face. The running… Continue reading

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Bad, bad woman

Bad, bad woman She was the finest lady at the Stray cat Inn. She was wearing her tight black dress showing off her strong legs and robust breasts. Her beautiful face was seeking… Continue reading

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Don’t give up.

  Don’t give-up I changed face, I changed cities and played the jester well. I believed the stories in the wind, I believed in the voices of the traitors who forsaken my generation.… Continue reading

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My sea love

My sea love Once we were brave. We kissed, we took off our clothing and we left the lights on. I remember you told me. “I am tire of the darkness, I am… Continue reading

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My Bonnie girl

My Bonnie gal   I am going to Aberdeen, to be near the sea. I am waiting for a miracle, my Scotland blessing.   I have loved the ginger-hair girl, eyes of hazel… Continue reading

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