Monthly Archive: January, 2018

‘Sugar and spice’

Sugar and spice A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                  coyotepoet             Sugar and spice You lifted your eyes for me. Your eyes dancing with… Continue reading

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IMAGINESSENCE

Originally posted on David Redpath:
Can you measure a bird of flight by the weight of a single feather ? Can you look into the face of a child and not see the…

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Love tragedy

Love tragedy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18. Love tragedy I remember the hello. So sweet and… Continue reading

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There are mirrors

Originally posted on Solitude In Silence:
Your hands are always so cold And you don’t even know what you look like from the other side. There are Mirrors in water. But I pushed…

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You Still Don’t Know Why

Originally posted on An Aspergian's Chemical Romance:
You can’t stop the feeling of systems shutting down when the rage overcomes you all contained in a single sound the pressure has been building,…

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I’m Really Mad At A lot Of People And This Is What I Found Out

Originally posted on An Aspergian's Chemical Romance:
Politics Bawl at this I can’t listen to them One tweet makes ‘em trip But everyone’s blind to what’s really sick shitholes, we all know…

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Break me, make me.

Break me Please break me. Make me bleed. Show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived know life can be okay. Drink of my skin… Continue reading

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Brotherhood

Originally posted on Megha's World:
“We must live together as brothers or perish together as fools.”  ― Martin Luther King Jr. We are all broken, crumbled rounded again made from the same clay…

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‘Song of the dead and the song of the living’

Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places                                       Song of the dead and the song of the living. I… Continue reading

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The Healing Sun

Originally posted on Poems in a Coffer:
I breathe the sun from the naked pores of my scabrous skin inhaling the warmth and exhaling the algor deep from the frozen marrows of my…

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