Monthly Archive: September, 2019

“Petite mort”

Petite mort A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                              Petite mort She was a portrait of beauty. Her love was locked away, waiting for the perfect man and the gentle embrace. She asked… Continue reading

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For sweet Kaitlyn Rose

For sweet Kaitlyn Rose A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death is hard. Harder when we lose the young children. Sweet Kaitlyn Piensa Think Ojos claros, serenos. Bright and serene eyes. Si antes supiera. If… Continue reading

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Silenzio

Originally posted on tavolozza di vita:
Silenzio Resti in silenzio non fai rumore Nascosto vuoi solo osservare Ai margini di questo mondo giochi con le ombre L’attesa è vana ed infuochi dardi contro…

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“Old dogs, children and watermelon wine”

  Old dogs, children and watermelon wine Sitting alone by the California fault line in 1998. Almost forty and I felt old as the mountains I could see. My tire mind wondered what… Continue reading

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The beautiful journey

The beautiful journey   You have became my journey. I trace your skin from tender feet to perfect face. Trying to discover new places to caress and to know. You showed me the… Continue reading

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Madness of Poetry

Originally posted on Midwest Fantasy Writes:
I dance In madness of poetry Moon laughing At daylight While darkness Steals my soul to play Together We create imagination Mystical phrases and lines Some lucky…

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The lilac wine

  Lilac wine —————————————————————————————– She whispered, maybe, maybe not. Let’s allow the lilac wine, to write the story for us. ——————————————————————————————- Life is many colors, we can paint her black, we can paint… Continue reading

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“Killer on the road”

Killer on the road (Blessed is the man who can learn peace and justice without shedding blood) A Poem by Coyote Poetry (What good and bad we do in a life. The scars will… Continue reading

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“The raging water”

  The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m  writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body… Continue reading

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“Like a whisper”

Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                      Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world… Continue reading

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