The Island- part two

(The Island- Part two A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A story.)   The Island- part 2   Lana sat to the left of me and Nicole to the right. Lana told me, I… Continue reading

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The Island

(New book started. I hope you like)   The Island- Part one A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A dream turned story.   The Island I am sitting alone near Lake Huron in Port… Continue reading

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“The word-man”

The word-man. (Need men of woman to write the truth. Thank you for Hemingway, Kosinski, Twain and Nevil Shute. They wrote about the truth. The word-man must leave the truth behind. Maybe someone… Continue reading

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The black night

The black night and the shadow dance   A long time ago in the late night hours of Tubingen, Germany. You and I were wild and free. The yearly Summer festival was alive… Continue reading

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A feather

A feather Once I wanted to be king of the world and I wanted wealth and things of value. I was led to a simple place by a kind spirit and I was… Continue reading

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Did we love? Did we bleed??

Did we love? Did we bleed?   Oh, la, la, l, dear love, I sang to you, I sang for us. We were whiskey nights and whiskey kisses. I loved you more than… Continue reading

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“Across the sea”

Across the sea   The dark Poet sat alone by the sea and he was watched the Georgia Atlantic ocean dance upon the empty 5am beach. He loved the early morning and he… Continue reading

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“Her garden”

Her garden   I loved her from a-far, she was a true beauty. She loved working in her garden and she loved her roses and her natural herbs.   We would talk of… Continue reading

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California poetry

Dear Clinton, Michigan   You told me often, love wasn’t enough, the heart become too hidden with time and age. —— California isn’t enough I called my beautiful Jenny and I told her.… Continue reading

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The sea and the chess game.

Old Poet set-up the chess game and I opened the bottle of tequila. The old man had few friends. People saw a old man with no-place to go. They do not sit with… Continue reading

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