Monthly Archive: December, 2016

waltzing in silence ~

Originally posted on tornadoday:
? as a waterfall maple – the color of love of blood was the believer come waltzing in silence toes gliding so ‘cross ages when you loved me (I…

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Bleed it out

Originally posted on deScripted:
Lashes heavy. Tightened. Barren and wet. Pretty lips pressed. Tongue tied. Still with a sweat. Eye’s trembling, tracing back and forth. Bitter, broken, bruised, her unconscious conscious takes flight,…

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“Drink of me dear lover”

Drink of me my dear lover A Story by Coyote Poetry More Texas story.                                Drink of me my dear lover I loved the Austin Texas nights. Alive and vibrant with people and… Continue reading

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Originally posted on THE LATE NIGHT NOVELIST:
Please read the amazing poetry by a talented writer. THE LATE NIGHT NOVELIST View original post

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“One more day” For our brave Soldiers

One more day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wars need to end. No-one wins in war. Twenty one gun salute Loyalty Duty Respect Selfless service Honor Integrity Personal courage (Soldier creed) Standing tall… Continue reading

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the fortune door

Please read the work of a amazing writer.

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Merry Christmas-Existence of love

Existence of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For dear Grandparent missed. Existence of love. Ice cream with a cherry. A safe warm house. A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and… Continue reading

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“Blinded. But not dead yet”

Blinded. But not dead yet. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem. Same dreams. Blinded. But not dead yet. (Old poem from 6 July 1993. Must go to the bottom of the barrel… Continue reading

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Mother Earth

Originally posted on Chole Into Diamonds:
Mother Earth sings her song. It is in the dirt, The wind, The water of the raging rivers And the peaceful ponds. The trees and the mountains.…

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“No regrets”

No regret A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good people bless us with their time and friendship.                                     No regret She was a Iron Mountain, Michigan girl. Eyes of golden brown, long-legged and a… Continue reading

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