Monthly Archive: March, 2018

‘Diamonds and gold.’

Diamonds and gold     I held wealth and traveled to the four corners of our world. I lost and gained love. I thought I knew what life and love was. I wear… Continue reading

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The first time I saw your face’

The first time I saw your face I found lonely road and Godless heart. I was seeking good death and I was a leftover life waiting for no-one and nothing. I was roaming… Continue reading

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Landscape

Landscape Forget me not and please remember me always. I remember you. You were perfect valleys and you were like the free mountains of the California desert. Your body, perfect landscape to discover… Continue reading

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Words for you, my love

Words for you my love —————————- The Illusion Some photos are poetry. Beautiful photos and beautiful artwork. They are poetry for the eyes. I saw you resting alone. Simple photo with great beauty.… Continue reading

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Our world

Our world A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Our world Grandchild play with other children at the beach. He does not see the color of the other children skin and he doesn’t… Continue reading

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‘Truth or dare’

Truth or dare A Poem by Coyote Poetry Take no chances. Have no adventures. Truth or dare Life, my friend. An odd game that no-one can win. I do like the game of… Continue reading

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‘A lullaby’

A lullaby Old man memories become sweeter with time and distance. The old man wondered if she remember him, like he remembered her. He was twenty years old once and youth was his… Continue reading

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Romantic Portraits Of Women In The Golden Fields By Brad Reuben Kunkle (THE VIA IS NOT ALLOWED)

Originally posted on AesthesiaMag:
Romantic Portraits Of Women In The Golden Fields By Brad Reuben Kunkle  Website  |  Facebook  |  Instagram Brad Kunkle, a Brooklyn-based artist, paints gorgeous women with oil, and adorned them…

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‘Fever’

Fever I told her.” Love don’t die sweetie. Love is like the German wines, become more sweeter and tastier with time.” Tonight you are wearing your red dress and dangerous smile. I felt… Continue reading

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‘I want to dance with you’

(Easy life and quiet death-Sir Walter Scott) (We poets in our youth begin with gladness; but there off in the end despondency and madness- Wordsworth)   I want to dance with you tonight… Continue reading

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