Coyote Poetry
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The damn lonely night and the bottle.A Poem by Coyote PoetryMaybe our last friend is the whiskey? Maybe Ernest Hemingway last thoughts? I should of drank more and fought less wars. Maybe I should love, for real.. |
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Where is my Gypsy wife tonight?A Poem by Coyote PoetryLeonard Cohen making me write tonight. |
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Last person standing..A Poem by Coyote PoetryRewritten.(This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper. —T.S. Eliot) |
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Remember to forget- part twoA Poem by Coyote PoetryCan we escape our memory. No. |
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Wild horses..A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe cannot forget the days of freedom. |
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Where do the angels go?A Poem by Coyote PoetryFor Nightbirde and Joey. I will never understand, why the take the angels from us. |
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Remember to forget..A Poem by Coyote PoetryDrinking alone, thinking alone and the ghosts of yesterday are chasing me. |
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I am going to built a heaven of my own.A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe good song made me write these words. |
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Pray for peace.A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe must not forget Ukraine. |
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Happy or sad.A Poem by Coyote PoetryA poem rewritten. |
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