Tag Archive: love

“Don’t ask for less”

Don’t ask for less A Poem by Coyote Poetry In life. Better to dream big than to wallow in things not touched or reached.                                 Don’t ask for less Echos of memories and… Continue reading

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Dear Jenny

Dear Jenny A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Dear Jenny Johnnie drifting in and out of the Irish Pubs in downtown Monterey. Looking for his red hair beauty. When the beer and… Continue reading

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“Ribbons and gold”

Ribbons and gold A Poem by Coyote Poetry With time we learn the real value of living.                    Ribbons and gold. Once I plunged into work and making money. I was led by… Continue reading

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“Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen”

Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen I loved downtown Austin, Texas. No-one is a stranger. Just people seeking good booze, music and opportunity. I like the comfort of a cigarette, Jack Daniels and time… Continue reading

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A oldie, but a good one. “I don’t remember how you look”

I don’t remember how you look A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time.                                 I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember how… Continue reading

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Some Michigan poetry. “TLC”

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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Traveling and rambling man

Traveling and rambling man Old Johnnie sat alone in the tavern in the city of Austin, Texas. Drinking Long Islands ice tea and accepted his time and place. He knew. You decide your… Continue reading

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“Give and take”

Give and take A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is a two-way street. Must give to receive.           Give and take Pretty woman spoke of love and hate in the same sentence.… Continue reading

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“The sheep and the wolf”

The sheep and the wolf The man lifts his bottle of cheap wine, telling the passing people. “You can’t go back after the words are spoken to cut down a sweet love.” The old man didn’t… Continue reading

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The raging water

                            The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m  writing though-out the night just words into… Continue reading

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