Category Archive: poetry

milky ways

Originally posted on whisperer2:
(Painting by Leonid Afremov) Dear,it is a simple Truth….. That ‘I love you’ It is simple..as…it was there forever, like the warmth of the sunlight. Dear,it is a pure…

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“Free bird”

Free bird A Poem by Coyote Poetry Ain’t no real freedom. Even the free bird need a place to rest. Free bird We built our love upon straw and paper. We didn’t know… Continue reading

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“Please come home to me”

Please come home to me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just good song and story.                       Please come home to me I called… Continue reading

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The Wild Weeping Willow

Originally posted on © The Secret Poetess :
Hidden under branches carpeting the ground, I’ve heard it tell that Willows can hear a silent sound. Resonance & harmony decipher whispering leaves… The wild Weeping Willow…

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Dear Clinton Michigan.

Dear Clinton Michigan You told me often. Love wasn’t enough. The heart become far away and  hidden with time and age. —— California isn’t enough I called you my beautiful Jenny and I… Continue reading

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I am Ocean

Originally posted on Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver:
I am Ocean, Scarlet shadows, Waves of vibrant Silken purple, Breaking in the storm. No horizon; Sea is sky.   Sailor, find me. Feel my sweeping, Churning…

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The Disease

The disease A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some sickness is permanent.                     The DISEASE Two strangers sat together in the Austin, Texas Jazz club.… Continue reading

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Nothing to Declare

Originally posted on Made of sticks and stones:
? photo credit: h.koppdelaney Observer via photopin (license) Reaching out for something As if it might be Poisoned, the antidote Is not getting you through.…

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“Kiss me”

                                                                 Kiss… Continue reading

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The Addicts Don’t Disgust Me; Humanity Does

Originally posted on Bruised But Not Broken:
Even the heathens used to suck on their mamas titty..? There was a time the addicts cried for milk and that was enough.. Those babies grew…

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