Tag Archive: Online Writing

Two steps from hell….

  Two steps from hell… In a dark Gypsy carnival years ago. A beauty Gypsy woman told me once. You are two steps from hell. Hell is easy, seeking peace is the impossible task.… Continue reading

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You can’t run from yourself…

  You can’t run from yourself… I thought I had chameleon skin. My face could change with the weather, the continent. Once a blushing beauty told me. You are so handsome. Please show me… Continue reading

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For Ben Jonson. Writer, actor and poet…

For Ben Jonson. Writer, actor and poet. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Dryden introduced Ben Jonson to me. Writer, Poet and Actor. 1573-1637.                        To write..To become a good writer.We must read and read… Continue reading

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Divine Nature….

Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of us… Continue reading

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Midnight poetry…

 Savior…Sweet blue eyes girl told me.“You ask for so little.We have so much to give, and we open up the desire love so rarely.Love can be a sweet treasure.You can be someone savior… Continue reading

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Pathfinder…

Pathfinder A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We look in many places for what we need and want. Most times what we need is in front of our face.                              Pathfinder… There are many way… Continue reading

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Rear-end of a so-call love…

Rear-end of a so-call love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Sometime little is better than none.   Rear-end of a so-call love. She poured the tequila.Told me I’m the only one. I whispered..To the only… Continue reading

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We had the month of May, once…

We had the month of May, once… Pretty gal from Italy told him by the Monterey Bay, the pipe dream poet, he isn’t poetry, he isn’t love, he is cursed, cursed to live… Continue reading

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It is cut and dried…

It is Cut and dried. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old words still mean the same.                      It is cut and dried… Old man sitting at the Old Fox tavern.Drinking his rum and coke… Continue reading

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Change…

Change A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Change is needed when we are locked in. Never know what is around the next turn?                                    Change… I sat with a kid of 23 at a Austin,… Continue reading

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