Category Archive: whiskey

“Never dance with the devil”

Never dance with the Devil   You are so damn fine, yes you are. You are like Black Velvet whiskey, Straight, easy to drink and smooth as silky kisses and erotic dances at… Continue reading

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“The first time I saw your face”

The first time I saw your face     I found lonely road and Godless heart. I was seeking good death and I was a leftover life waiting for no-one and nothing. I… Continue reading

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“Two shots of happy, one shot of sad.”

Two shots of happy, one shot of sad   I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places, but we danced on the thread of real words. We… Continue reading

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A new poem. Can’t go back

Can’t go back A Poem by Coyote Poetry After breaking a heart. Better not to look back. Can’t return back to the place of sweetness, after burning down the bridges with bad actions… Continue reading

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Please show me you love me.

Please show me you love me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Please show me you love me   I was a bleeding man. Old wounds allowed to bleed to keep safe.… Continue reading

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Please show me you love me

Please show me you love me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Please show me you love me I was a bleeding man. Old wounds allowed to bleed to keep safe. The… Continue reading

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What is life? A race or a walk? “The wild and the tamed”

The wild and the tamed A Poem by Coyote Poetry Is is better to play dead or create fear?                             The wild and the tamed. Some men don’t fear death. They don’t believe… Continue reading

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Dear lover

Dear lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry People can fall together for the wrong reasons.                                  Dear lover I have learn too late. The words not spoken and the letters never written. Are… Continue reading

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A Michigan poem “Tender loving care”

Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love is given without the desire of reward.                                      Tender loving care She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the… Continue reading

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“The walls and the damn mirror”

The walls and the damn mirrors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t hide what we became when we see our reflection in the mirrors                            The walls and the damn mirrors My father… Continue reading

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