Monthly Archive: June, 2017

“Strangers, trains and planes”

Strangers, trains and planes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people can’t be held down. Freedom is too valuable. Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be… Continue reading

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New chapter-Dark days of Texas

Dark days of Texas- Day one, Sunday morning A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter Dark days of Texas-Day one- Sunday morning Old man John awoke early. He had a lot to… Continue reading

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Morning Blues……..

Originally posted on Boundless Blessings by Kamal:
I am a kind of a gypsy I have no fear nor woes A thrust of joy drives me crazy Mornings are fresh and moving With…

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“The sweetest things”

The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry The simple things my friends make life worthwhile.                                   The sweetest things I have seen so many beautiful places and I have walked on places… Continue reading

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“The heartstrings”

The heartstrings She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasses with soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes. He knew she was playing… Continue reading

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The pond

Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.

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Reverie ebbs

Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
broken mornings find me washed ashore from dreams that leave me shipwrecked in my bed tossed upon the rocks of my desires the crisp, white cotton reduced to…

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“Blindfolded and weightless”

  Blindfolded and weightless I watched your tone and beautiful legs move on the dance floor. Legs that make a man beg for mercy before he had sins. Your short skirt showed silky… Continue reading

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No mercy dear Lizzie

No mercy dear Lizzie A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. No mercy dear Lizzie You found me alone by the St Clair lake and you wore a silky gray dress. I saw… Continue reading

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As I wake to see the beauty of this day

Originally posted on Purplerays:
“As I wake to see the beauty of this day the tree’s up in their glory after the rain. The smell of sweat Magnolia , the breath taking bloom,…

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