Monthly Archive: November, 2016

Winter goddess

Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
He dreams of pure white flakes in the dark storm of her hair. Of laughing eyes and cheeks pink from the cold. . He dreams of peeling off…

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“I serenaded to the paragon of beauty”

I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life                             I serenaded  to the paragon of… Continue reading

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Into the deep..

Originally posted on The Darkest Fairytale:
Your Eyes Are an island of ice Lightening up my soul, Like a magical paradise. Your heart is an ocean Waves flow upon love, Travelling deep with…

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Her insanity is what I love

Originally posted on Liter-art-ture:
She is one piece of shit crazy at one moment dozed out in another says what she wants to, totally adamant. She wants to make this world a better…

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A love letter to you

Please read the amazing poetry of a talented writer.

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Sing To Me, Oh Muse.

Please read the amazing poetry of a talented writer.

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Secret places and hidden wishes

Secret places and hidden wishes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life and love is never fair. We don’t get what we need. We get what we deserve.   Secret places and hidden wishes… Continue reading

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“I understand why we protect the wildflowers now”

I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why.                  I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.… Continue reading

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Lessons

Lessons engraved into the mind and heart. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is learning to be wiser and kinder.                                 Lessons engraved into the mind and the heart. The hollow hour leave… Continue reading

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“Just words”

Just words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Write, write and write some more. Our words outlast our memory. There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and… Continue reading

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