Quiet echos and secluded places A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will hold many penances for things done and missed. Quiet echos and secluded places The coffee shop poet told the young… Continue reading
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asked snow of still life “Why barren? My drifts have soothed and cleansed.” and heart began BEATING asked sun of still voice “Why silent? My rays have warmed…
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Speak the language we only speak, The fire of a writer, Leaves me weak. Flames of passion which I crave, Electric shocks of seduction, Absorbed to lyrical…
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Arousing illusion A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need temptation to make us wish and expand want and need. Arousing illusion Old man told the kid sitting with him at the bar. The… Continue reading