Category Archive: muse

“A safe place, a kind face, maybe?”

A safe place, a kind face, maybe? Someone told the loneliest lady in the bar. Johnnie wanted to die alone, with Jack Daniel and Jim Beam as his only friends. She stood behind… Continue reading

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“Drunk man calling”

Drunk man calling   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Funny how we remember faces and places when alcohol open the door to memories.        Drunk man calling It is 3 am in the morning.… Continue reading

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The easy days

The easy days and the good days.   On a cold days in the the grasp of the Bosnian Winter. I wrote your name in the snow. Jennifer, Jennifer, my Jennifer. I love… Continue reading

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“The ankle bracelet”

The ankle bracelet The defining of beauty is easy to describe. I have stood on mountain tops and worshiped the hawks and the eagles, I have been in the arms of the great… Continue reading

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I love you, I love you, I love you’

  I love you, I love you, I love you   I wanted new wars and adventure. You wanted  my hands in your hands. Someone to hold you tightly in the coldness of… 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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“She used to love me a lot”

 She used to love me a lot I saw my ancient love and she was drinking the whiskey straight, sitting alone at the Purgatory Inn in Ann Arbor. I told the waitress, send… Continue reading

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“Please come home to me”

Please come home to me   I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful. The Pacific ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day.… Continue reading

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Wicked game

 The wicked game I am not right no-more, I will never be right again. Your sweet song made me want the madness, the madness of loving you forever. Your eyes stole my mind,… Continue reading

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“The wicked waltz”

This wicked waltz   Perfect beauty is waiting for me and she is dressed in a perfect red rose  dress. Her tempting shoulders and her flowing auburn hair make my blissful creature. My… Continue reading

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