Monthly Archive: October, 2016

“Jennifer”

Jennifer   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I found the poem in a 25 year old journal. Had to re-written.   Jennifer I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown… Continue reading

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THIS IS LIFE

Please read and enjoy the amazing words and thoughts by a talented writer.

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The road to happiness. 

Originally posted on Claudia Hernandez:
image: pinterest The road to happiness is conflictive because happiness itself is flawed. Sometimes it comes as easy as a smile. Other times it comes as difficult as…

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“The stranger song”

The stranger song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The  stranger  song Pretty lady  asked  her old lover.  When did we become strangers? Once  we talked, danced and sang the whole night… Continue reading

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“Dear Amie”

Dear Amie (Denying love rewards leave you with great  regret) Sweet words once whispered by a ancient Poet. Dear Amie. Sweet and kind Poet. All of us hold madness, anger and regret. The… Continue reading

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Deliberate Writing Practice 3

Originally posted on April Coady Poetry:
The Challenge: Write a paragraph of about five sentences, more or less, in which you: Describe a character’s disappointment or yearning. Involve something “red”, or something connected…

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“Stay or flee?”

Stay or flee? She watched the midnight moon and she wondered. Should she stay or flee? Her wild eyes filled with soft tears and she whispered to her sleeping lover. I will break… Continue reading

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“Swish Of Leaves”

Originally posted on Signs Sighs Sights:
“Swish Of Leaves”, 2015-2016, Yuriy Ku Drop “…her voice was trembling and the leaves were swishing to her wish…” 13signs

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“Never left to lose”

Never left to lose A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words, photo and song. I lay in the silence of deadening silence. All dreams dead and buried when you left me alone. You… Continue reading

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“I miss nothing’

I miss nothing In and out we played. Digging deep into wanting flesh. We were cutting and bleeding for passion that need we could not fulfill or make content. You were my Joan… Continue reading

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