Monthly Archive: July, 2016

Unabashedly unmasked – The bitter truth of Society

Originally posted on Silent lips and screaming mind:
Welcome to society, they say. We hope you enjoy your stay, they say. And please feel free to be yourself, As long as it’s in…

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The bluffs

Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
I run along the bluffs laughing, looking back at you. The wind rushes through my hair and tugs at my clothes. Your look is determined as you close…

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The Red Room

Originally posted on sebnemsanders:
? In my self-imposed solitary confinement at the castle, I roam the many halls and corridors and stop by the Red Room Do I dare enter her chambers for the…

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Our World

Originally posted on thePoetessMichelle:
In a world that is sometimes evil and cruel… In a world where many things are out of our control… In a world where bad things happen to good…

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July fourth poetry-Freedom

FREEDOM A Poem by Coyote Poetry Freedom is very costly. How many have died for freedom? We allow freedom to die without a fight. The men and woman who died for us to… Continue reading

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Sanctuary

Originally posted on Elle Wonders:
Photo of Elle Wonders by E. Andreas   –   Artwork by HenriAltersLife ? “When he awakens her, they begin to build a confessional from all that they…

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“Fragile love”

Fragile love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is tender. A wise person know to be kind and not be negative to the sweet people who attempt to love us.                             Fragile love… Continue reading

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Angel, muses and sirens.

Angels, muses and sirens.   A Story by Coyote Poetry There are good and bad death. I recommend you pick the proper one. Angels, muses and sirens. “Death did not beat me. I… Continue reading

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Old Soldier

Old soldier A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                           Old Soldier Dear Father never once did complain about his time in Korea.  His medals over the fireplace was his pride and joy.… Continue reading

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July fourth poetry.-Old soldier

Old Soldier   A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long.… Continue reading

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