Daily Archive: August 4, 2016

“The heart strings

The heart strings She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasses with soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes. He knew she was… Continue reading

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Red Ink, No. 3 – “Stained in rouge”

Originally posted on The colours of rebellion:
You paint me crimson With a single stroke No amount of cleansing Can remove this passionate Color Drink me like wine Let me dye your insides…

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“Young men dream and old men wish.”

Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Age make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life.                          Young men dream and old men… Continue reading

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Rain of Winter

Originally posted on thepoeticraver:
Hazy winter before the sun donned white dresses, It always smells like rain, The coyote sings before me to show off her affection, My rubber soul is lain Across…

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Poetry for peace-The weeping song

The weeping song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                              The weeping song. I wrote years ago. “When our soldiers are fighting in faraway wars. War will find us. War will come… Continue reading

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