Daily Archive: March 9, 2015

“Utopia of the pen and the paper”

Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere.                               Utopia of the pen and the… Continue reading

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The Date

Originally posted on Gin and Tulips:
I met this girl – Ronnie, she called herself. She was far too pretty, too fragile to be a Ronnie, so I kept things formal with Veronica.…

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The calm before the storm

Originally posted on sashaholden1:
On the water one could not erase the darkened storm clouds to the South as thunder encircled this old wharf everything was so old even “Westward” the wooden craft…

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Naked, as I am found.

Originally posted on blossomsworld:
Wake me with your subtle mind, and fingers tracing curves they find. Let your roaming tongue beneath the blazing sun dance across my skin, here, now in heavenly sin. Take…

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Please show me you love me.

Please show me you love me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Please show me you love me   I was a bleeding man. Old wounds allowed to bleed to keep safe.… Continue reading

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Please show me you love me

Please show me you love me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Please show me you love me I was a bleeding man. Old wounds allowed to bleed to keep safe. The… Continue reading

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50 Word Stories: tableau vivant of youth sadness

Amazing artwork and words by a amazing Poet. Please read and enjoy.

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“I remember you”

I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.   I remember you. The summer days were… Continue reading

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