Monthly Archive: March, 2017

Humble and kind

Humble and kind A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Humble and kind The old man sat by the St. Clair shore lake and he watched his grandchildren run and play. He had… Continue reading

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In Life’s Mirror #poetry #uganda #photography

Originally posted on penned in moon dust:
In the mirror of a water bucket I see: A blur of color children with bright hearts flames cannot douse courage little girls pump, pump, pump…

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sono io” Alessio Cosso “

Originally posted on ….HUSHABYE silenzioso addio ……Blog di Marcello:
sono io sono io quello… che si incazza per un niente che si commuove al cinema che perdona facilmente che non ha un’anima sono…

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Metamorfosi ” Regina Ghiglietti “

Originally posted on ….HUSHABYE silenzioso addio ……Blog di Marcello:
Metamorfosi Ora non sono più la stessa persona di prima. Ero crisalide e ora sono farfalla. Ero larva ora sono formica. Ero un bocciolo…

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Free-Spirit

Originally posted on Sharpest Perception a Road Less Traveled :
http://www.dreamstime.com/-image10508221 I must reintroduce myself, to my free spirit. It gets beside itself. For it stands by me, Flee’s outside me, but casually pretends,…

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“Needing and bleeding”

Needing and bleeding   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love teaches us many things. Mainly hold on tight and be kind.                                      Needing and bleeding I have lived and died in your arms.… Continue reading

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Salt of Memory: for Mariano Arias by Pablo Armando Fernandez

Originally posted on Leonard Durso:
Fortunate the one who at the root has within hand’s reach the flower. The sediment of centuries cuts the tutelary home into the stone. By those rooms does…

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Not reacting or accepting-We are part of the action

Not reacting or accepting- We are part of the action. –The Hollow Men Mistah Kurtz — he dead A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men… Continue reading

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in God’s name

Please read the powerful words by a talented writer.

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Halie Loren and a poem.

Perhaps, perhaps my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Perhaps, perhaps my love The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the… Continue reading

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