Monthly Archive: July, 2013

Wasted words and lonely nights.

Wasted words and lonely nights. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The lessons of love are taught to harden or soften the heart. Wasted words and lonely nights I found her sitting alone in the… Continue reading

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Finding Your Passion

Sarah Kay make poetry a amazing art form. She is a amazing young lady.

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Sacrifice and blasphemy.

Sacrifice and blasphemy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Freedom is very costly.                                      FREEDOM I will never forget freedom. Just promise Please promise That you never forget me. (By Poet Dorene Oliver Dedicated… Continue reading

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A good day to be alive my friend.

                          A good day to be alive my friend (Can you Move? Can you Think? Do you have the ability to do… Continue reading

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Choose the road you love.

  (Nirvana-The supreme happiness that according to Buddhism comes when all passion, hatred and delusion die out and the soul is released from the necessity of further purification.)                      A prayer for Nature… Continue reading

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My Winter love

My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love. I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory.… Continue reading

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Secret love and hidden memory.

Secret love and hidden memory. I saw her face today.Made me wander back in time.Each of us hold our Beatrice’s near.The writer holds on to memories like a drunkard holds on to his… Continue reading

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Beautiful Brigitte

                Beautiful Brigitte (Few people touch our hearts who want nothing in return. I was thankful 34 years ago and today for my blue eyes Angel who… Continue reading

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Poetry for peace.

                              Prayer for peace Guns and bombs block out the cries for peace. New graves with white crosses for… Continue reading

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Sweet pleasures and rare delights.

Sweet pleasure and rare delight. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories become sweeter with time. Sweet pleasure and rare delights Sweet pleasure, rare delights. Some dreams should not be touched. They burn… Continue reading

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