Monthly Archive: January, 2017

“Like a whisper’

Like a whisper   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                      Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way… Continue reading

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Without Borders (Short Poem)

Originally posted on A Broth of Blogs:
I cannot see a better time to showcase this poem I had posted before and urge all to remove religion and borders as a reason to…

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Passion is the source of our finest moments.

Originally posted on Purplerays:
“Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping… waiting… and though unwanted… unbidden… it will stir… open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us… guides us… passion rules…

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Rain Upon My Soul

Originally posted on Southern By Design:
My soul is thirsty but I have no more to give The spring has all but dried up within me My body decays as I long for…

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“What men do?”

What men do?   A Poem by Coyote Poetry The leaders of this government must be held responsible. What men do? ”  Mothers should negotiate between nations. The mothers of fighting countries would… Continue reading

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Everybody knows-part two

Everybody knows (Everybody knows Trickery and foolishness had led us to new place. Everybody knew we allowed a mad man to win. I hold no hatred for the Arabic people. They have been… Continue reading

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For the North Dakota Native Americans Protester- Songs of the season.

The songs of seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. The song of the Fall Warm days, cold nights. Create a restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the… Continue reading

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Embraced.

Originally posted on Musings of PuppyDoc:
His heart unveiled before me, descended from fields above, let him free me with eternal songs and constrain me with his love. Lilacs amidst the autumn green, like…

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“The gray whale”

The gray whale A Story by Coyote Poetry A very hard story. Need good friends to give us reason to be alive. The gray whale (For leona. A missed friend.) Empty bottles of… Continue reading

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Waves

Originally posted on The wanderess:
Write me a poem About how my attenuated body is carried by the ocean’s tide About how  my misery makes me feel Like I’m drowning. ? Write me a poem…

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