Category Archive: texas

“Dreaming of Texas.”

Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the… Continue reading

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“Blindfolded and weightless”

Blindfolded and weightless I watched your tone and beautiful legs move on the dance floor. Legs that make a man beg for mercy before he had sins. Your short skirt showed silky and… Continue reading

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One of my favorites-Iodine

Iodine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Iodine For years I have swim in shit and I didn’t care. I dodged the longing, belonging and needy want of love. I learn love… Continue reading

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Brianna

Brianna A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words-a 1994 poem with a-rewrite Brianna Pretty woman danced alone. Her body dancing freely to the good songs and she had no concern for the observers… Continue reading

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Some Texas poetry-Sacrificial meal

Sacrificial meal A Poem by Coyote Poetry I spend five years in Texas. I learn Texas woman had no fear and they knew how to have some fun. Warning This Poem is rated… Continue reading

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Toxic-Texas poetry

Toxic   © 2016 Coyote Poetry A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                            Toxic Extraordinary beauty danced alone. Green eyes offered me glances of come and dance a forbidden dance. Wise men… Continue reading

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Iodine

Iodine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Iodine For years I have swim in shit and I didn’t care. I dodged the longing, belonging and needy want of love. I learn love… Continue reading

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Perhaps, perhaps my love

Perhaps, perhaps my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Perhaps, perhaps my love The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the… Continue reading

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–The damn and the foolish

The Damns and the foolish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Austin, Texas bars bring the best of people together   The Damns and the Foolish The ways and means committee at the local… Continue reading

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My Texas poetry. Two out of three ain’t bad.

Two out of three ain’t bad. I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996. Drinking long Island ice teas. Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered a water.… Continue reading

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