Monthly Archive: June, 2018

‘My ambrosia’

My Ambrosia Exposed legs, open bottle of wine and the dust of the day is a-coming. You have waited for me. You sat near the window and swam in deep thoughts. I wondered… Continue reading

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Saving Amber- part three

Saving Amber- part three A Chapter by Coyote Poetry New chapter Saving Amber- part three   Amber told Coyote her story and she described her dreams. Even as a child, the monsters haunted… Continue reading

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Cocoa beach

  Cocoa beach   I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. “Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa beach and I’m very lonely. I need a friend.”  … Continue reading

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One more time’

One more time   Should I stay or should I go? Should we create a fire, we cannot put out. I whispered sweet baby, just one more time. Just one more kiss and… Continue reading

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Saving Amber- new tale- part one and two

Saving Amber Coyote and his baby coyotes were looking for a monster. His friend Amber been having dreams she was being chased by a demon. She thought he was Pennywise. I knew Pennywise… Continue reading

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‘The song of the living’

  The song of the living   The song of the living, the song of the dead   Songs sung to celebrate life and death.   I knew a Scotland beauty. She was… Continue reading

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With Reservation

Originally posted on TANYA CLIFF:
“Words do not pay for my dead people.” Shall we talk about it awhile while we travel the miles of defiled land slaughtered animals murdered people that lead…

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COLLAGE OF RHYMES I: GOLD

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Pictures speak when words fail… This heart that bled This heart that melts This heart of stone This heart of gold We cry We laugh We tear our…

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Port Austin

Port Austin Port Austin, in the thumb of Michigan. Touched by Lake Huron. A gathering for the people who love the lakes and the privacy of the small city and the kind people.… Continue reading

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Saving Amber- part one

Saving Amber   Coyote and his baby coyotes were looking for a monster. His friend Amber been having dreams she was being chased by a demon. She thought he was Pennywise. I knew… Continue reading

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