Must live to know true peace. “Quiet echoes and secluded places”

Quiet echos and secluded places A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will hold many penances for things done and missed.                                Quiet echos and secluded places The coffee shop poet told the young… Continue reading

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I’m nothing without you

I’m nothing without you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Without love near. What are we? I’m nothing without you We are standing on a dangerous edge. Our sweet love had turned cold. You… Continue reading

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Dark Interludes “Home” New chapter

Dark Interludes “Home” A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Another chapter. I hope you enjoy.                             Home Julie brought me into the small apartment. It was lightly furnished and had a small kitchen. It… Continue reading

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Like a whisper

Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                      Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the… Continue reading

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The company we keep

A Writers cafe  writer. Please read his work.  Deepwater “The company we keep” A Poem by Deepwater I make my way to the cross       On this day I look around, My brothers… Continue reading

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Tavern poetry. The best kind. “Anything goes”

Anything goes She sat next to me on the empty stool. Her sweet perfume I breathe in. I gave  her a big Michigan smile. She returned the smile. We talks and drank for… Continue reading

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Exsanguinating

Originally posted on Paris Poems:
johncoyote:Amazing artwork and poetry. Please take a look. Originally posted on Paris Poems: View original

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LET IT BE WE

Originally posted on Mum C writes:
Him Her Them Me Let it be We And We And We And problems will develop wings To flee Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014

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The shadows of war

Shadows of war     I was a Soldier for almost 15 years. I volunteered for every dangerous mission you could be part of. The missions were to Africa, Bosnian, Central and South… Continue reading

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Some places are sacred. Like wildflowers. “I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.”

I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why.                  I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.… Continue reading

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