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(Dear Jenny in 1992.) Purgatory Inn and no place to go. I told the bartender, I have the long Island iced tea fresh and cold, please keep them coming.They love the big tippers.Purgatory Inn is open early and closes late.Safe place for a man who wants nothing. I roll the simple purple stone in my… Read more
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(I need you, I don’t need you.) Damn if you do, damn if you don’t. Perfect beautiful girl came to me in the midnight hour. Eyes of hazel green, robust and young body demanding my attention. I knew the ending before the beginning. She was wildflowers free in heart and a crashing sea in the… Read more
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Do we ask for more? 1- Do we ask for more? Do we pray for more kisses? Does love die? Or do we forget was love was. 2- I want to be drunk in love. I want you crazy and wild in your arms. I want you to tell me, one more time. I love… Read more
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Wild Maria, dancing Maria. My Winter storm…. The crimson night, the thunder storms of life had brought me to you. I watched you from a distance and I dreamed of moonlight nights, feeling your body against me moving with the music. I knew you were a whirlwind, a untamed wild sea and a free butterfly… Read more
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The easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow down and show the people we love and need them. The human touch… People can get lost.Feel they are alone.Be blinded to reasons to be alive and go forward. Many ways… Read more
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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 Dryden, Donne and Ben Jonson. She told me often, my garden is like my children, always needing fresh water and concern. We must adore the days… Read more
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No take-backs my dear friend. Young man in the dark tavern told the bar Poet. I broke a woman heart and I spoke cold and heartless words, I should of never said. The bar word-man told him. My friend, no take-backs in a life. Every action or deed done, written and tattoo on the heart… Read more
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f I had magic Johnnie walked the California Fault line alone. Looking for an ancient and holy place. The desert mountain hard and her natural beauty. Perfect place to hide wishing wells and to burn some sage. A place to pray. Once I knew anger, war and greed.Now I sit by Captain Jack, great Chief… Read more
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The whore bath A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime we must listen, think and make wise decisions. More liars than kind people running our world. The whore baths. Large shining teeth, a large man with a loud voice. Telling me the way to heaven holding whiskey in one hand and the bible in the other. I will find my… Read more
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(My friend’s daughter and my daughter in 1993. He was killed in the Iraq war in 2004.) A Poem by Coyote PoetryTime for all of us to think and do the right things. Before it is too late for us and nature. Dead ends. Brothers told no-one they were scared.Stood on a chair and told… Read more
