Category Archive: New Orleans

‘The rising sun’

The rising sun I sat in the New Orleans in 1996. I liked New Orleans. Hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I drank whiskey with old men and pretty women.… Continue reading

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The Rising sun’

The rising sun   I sat in the New Orleans in 1996. I liked New Orleans, hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I drank whiskey with old men and pretty… Continue reading

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The rising sun

The rising sun   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                           The rising sun I sat in the New Orleans in 1996. I liked New… Continue reading

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-Be flexible branches than dead roots

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

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“Be an flexible branch than an dead root”

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

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Be flexible branches than dead roots

Be flexible branches than dead roots A Story by Coyote Poetry I learn the past is gone and today actions matter, by a New Orleans Tarot card reader.                             Be flexible branches not… Continue reading

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