Monthly Archive: September, 2020

Ly O Lay Ale Loya (Circle Dance)

Ly O Lay Ale Loya (Circle Dance) The elder is burning the sage, cleansing the air of separation.He told the people, many races, many hearts and we are becoming one in the hope… Continue reading

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À TOI…

Originally posted on LE MONDE DE SOLÈNE:
Photo mise en avant: dans le marais poitevin…  La certitude d’avoir été, un jour, une fois, aimé, c’est l’envol définitif vers la lumière. – Christian…

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…YA NO QUEDA ESPACIO PARA TÍ… NO LONGER SPACE FOR YOU…

Originally posted on DENTRO DE MIS SUEÑOS…:
…A partir de hoy en mi libro ya no hay, ni habrá espacio para tí, tendrás que buscar otro libro y otras hojas en blanco…

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The Spoken!

Originally posted on A Love Story!:
Speak, let the manifested be imparted to reflect the created. Speak, let emptiness be words taking form. Words, spoken to become what’s no longer empty. Words have…

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Idyllic place

Idyllic place and time A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                            Idyllic place and time The storyteller told the writers. We… Continue reading

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You forgave me..

You forgave me I remember us. We were something. I chased you till you couldn’t run no-more. I promised you the moon, I promised you a ancient love. Drinking aged wine and dancing… Continue reading

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Baby Mia

Greatest wisdom learned, when we learn. Life is more than us. We are what we leave behind. What did we teach? Were we the people who led with concern, kindness and love? We… Continue reading

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Lake St. Clair photos

(September 27th. Perfect Fall day. 75 degrees and the sun is shining. Everyone at Metro Beach. Happy and content.)

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The rising sun, the falling moon..

The rising sun, the falling moon A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for my new book. The Island.      The rising sun, the falling moon… Prettiest lady, I ever seen, she danced… Continue reading

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Let us kiss and never part..

Let us kiss and never part She told the wandering soldier, be my love and stay with me in old Monterey. She brought his face into her warm bosom and she sang to… Continue reading

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