Monthly Archive: July, 2017

Her Reality #Poetry

Originally posted on bloggerinablogworld.com:
Always dreaming of peace Her world harmonizing with beautiful splashes of color Her reality was more bleak Shades of grey, white and black Colorful memories buried in the…

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Poetry for Time, the Soul, and Love

Originally posted on talinmariblogs.com:
Time for the Soul by Talin Mari Time calms the tumultuous soul, Creating echoes of distant waves. Time heals the hurtful exchanges, Creating memories with its words. Despite…

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Human Intelligence

Please read the amazing poetry of a talented writer.

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Danced, loved and you never

We danced, loved and you never departed my heart A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry with a re-write   We danced , loved and you never departed my heart. I’m 58-year-old. I… Continue reading

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rain & coffee

Originally posted on Why Be Anonymous:
I am no poet by nature and I struggle with words Stuttering. Stammering. My mind pokes around in an empty basket For velvet fruit that hints at…

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Deeper and deeper

Deeper and deeper we shall fall A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real proof of love. Holding on tighter in the bad days and celebrating the good days together                             Deeper and deeper we… Continue reading

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Let’s pretend

Let’s pretend A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime little is better than nothing.                                       Let… Continue reading

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THE POET

Originally posted on thepoetslotus:
? A poet “Is a foolish endeavor That fulfills idealistic whims,” she said to the Sage Child, The poet Gifted with the eyes To see beyond The planes of…

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Purgatory Inn

Purgatory Inn and no place to go. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories get better with time.                                             ———————————————————————————————-   Purgatory Inn and no… Continue reading

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“I dreamed of you”

I dreamed of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words create by perfect art. (Thank you Tumblr-Milo Moire- A goddess) I dream of you I remember Paris. You were in your perfect place… Continue reading

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