Monthly Archive: November, 2017

Tears In Their Eyes

Originally posted on Beckie's Mental Mess:
They are most hollow, these eyes we see. A sadness looms that need not be. Depression is running deep, as our nation weeps. A need a…

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A plant poem!

Originally posted on aurorasandmoonsong:
​Gift me a seed from the mountains on this birthday, Let me learn about love a little more, A little more subtle, a little more precious, Thyme and rosemary,…

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WINTER WOES ~by Jyotirmaya Thakur

Originally posted on OUR POETRY CORNER:
? ? WINTER WOES When you are faraway on winter days, Your memories haunt me in endless ways. Early morning I see your face in falling dews,…

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Blue, Grey, Red

Originally posted on Susie G Scott:
Blue A clear and cloudless day, a picnic in a luxurious meadow of bright flowers. A tea-dress, a wicker basket, finger sandwiches, love. ? ? Grey The…

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“Russian roulette”

Russian roulette A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is taking chances. We will fall many times. If we are lucky. We will know peace one day.                                   Russian roulette Beautiful young woman dances… Continue reading

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“Two out of three ain’t bad”

Two out of three ain’t bad A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Two out of three ain’t bad I told her. I will be your Hemingway and you can be my Agnes… Continue reading

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“Dangerous places and beautiful faces”

Dangerous places and beautiful faces. A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is good to walk upon the edge.                          Dangerous places and beautiful faces. Dangerous places and secret rendezvous. To swim in uncontrolled… Continue reading

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‘The stillness of the night”

The stillness of the night A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need places where we know peace and we can be who we are truly are.                      The stillness of the night Real… Continue reading

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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 place to go. I have the long Island ice tea… Continue reading

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Free Spirit

Originally posted on Light Behind The Cloud ✨:
The roaring waves crashing on the shore, Leaving my heart desiring more and more, My withered mind seeks no more help, Yet it lets out a…

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