Monthly Archive: February, 2015

Poetry

Originally posted on S. Laura Artworks:
I have a little surprise for you. It’s a small poetry. It has  been on my mind for a few days and I said, let’s give it…

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~Dismantled~

Amazing artwork and words from a talented writer. Please read and enjoy.

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Written in 1987, same world and problems. “Am I dead or alive?”

Am I dead or alive? A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem found. Written 1987.                              Am I dead or alive? Describe emotion. Describe love. Describe pain. For every beautiful moment. Must… Continue reading

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PRETTY COMPASSIONATE

Originally posted on HASTYWORDS:
I am constantly in awe of Lizzi Rogers.  She pours words out so eloquently and seemingly effortlessly. Say that five times really fast! Her words are never just words;…

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Disarming of Shadow, Arming of Light

Originally posted on The Politics Of My Thoughts:
I wish I were like Johnny Cash & thought my heart was mine. I’ve worn a black suit my entire life. It suits the war…

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I need a Summer poem. “The Gypsy dance”

The Gypsy dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is to be celebrated. Love is to make feel alive. Pain teaches us we have lived. The Gypsy dance Late at night on the… Continue reading

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Leather and lace

Leather and lace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song allowed us to create good poetry. Leather and lace I have played monster, demon and abuser. I was left with the gin and… Continue reading

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A Social Justice

Originally posted on Uplifting Stories:
Three Perfect Shots             WE BELIEVE WE CAN END HUNGER  Make a commitment wherever you can in your life to help put an…

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Anywhere

bellas-storm: (via TumbleOn) Anywhere We had some wine and  a few packs of cigarettes and we were heading west. We were California dreaming.  You told me I want the sea. I embraced you… Continue reading

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A Song of Healing

Originally posted on A Walk to Emmaus:
Though sadness arrives even at midday, Though the truth of despair is there, My heart still yearns for healing. A balm which my soul yearns for,…

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