Two guitars…

Two guitars I  hurt myself today. I wanted to bleed real blood and I called you and I told you my love. I have forgiven you and I haven’t forgotten you. If you… Continue reading →

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My Winter love.

My Winter love Pretty German girl whispered to me sweet and tender words at the German tavern. Dear Johnnie, only wine become better with time and people who dance on nails and lies.… Continue reading →

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The Scottish kisses

Scottish kisses     It was 1978 and the long days of Summer were here. Early June, warm days, weekend activities and weekend adventures to discover new places. I found safety in the… 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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My masterpiece

  My masterpiece   Once blushing beauty stole my heart. She create a rage of need I never knew. She found me sitting alone by the Boeblingen lake and her river blue eyes… Continue reading →

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My great love- part two

My great love   I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens, who… Continue reading →

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‘Whiskey dreams are still the same’

Whiskey dreams are still the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams of youth I still hold on to. Not for me this time. For my children.          … Continue reading →

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‘I’m no-one and you are everything’

I’m no-one. You are everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love.                        I’m no-one. You are everything Old wise men know. The… Continue reading →

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“She wore flowers in her hair”

She wore flowers in her hair. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memories get better with time.                        She wore flowers in her hair I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost… Continue reading →

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“Wildflowers dreams”

Wildflowers dream (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving two people with no place to go. Love isn’t fair. Need the unities of two people living and dying for… Continue reading →

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