for my dad

Originally posted on lois e. linkens:
the harbour shivers in February’s frosted morning. pewter skies are washed in dirty watercolour. the watery slosh of the swell smacks against the bricks, tearing at the…

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“A solace and a blessing”

A solace and a blessing.   A Poem by Coyote Poetry A young man poem. When love was your only purpose. Best days of a life. A solace and a blessing. .    .The good… Continue reading →

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Guitar

Originally posted on labyrinths and mirrors:
Fingers dance, like feathered angels upon the ghost of a tree; the warm spirit of wood. Taut nylon, vibrating dreams reverberate, elongate. A tender supple body, like…

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True Love

Originally posted on Living As Tanya:
To know true love What would you see Does that hope Look like me * Is it a feeling Person or place Or could it be that…

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“Fallen Angels”

Fallen angels     A Poem by Coyote Poetry A new poem. I hope you like.                                      Fallen angels In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old… Continue reading →

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The ancient warrior”

Ancient warrior A Poem by Coyote Poetry Blood cannot change. Sometime must go back to your place of birth to learn peace. Ancient warrior I drove to the forest. Away from the city.… Continue reading →

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Music of the Night

Originally posted on Grim's Crypt:
Like the sound of beating drums my heart palpitates just for you. Let the hum of our moans crescendo and add to the harmony of our souls.…

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Wild Abstractionists

Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.

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Touch.

Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.

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Peace isn’t free. It cost greatly.

A witness to life   Hold freedom tightly.  Many had fought and died for me and you to have choices. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                          A witness to life I… Continue reading →

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