The sea is near

The sea is near   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                                   The sea is near “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But thereoff in the end despondency and madness”-… Continue reading

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Unsurpassed

Originally posted on Grevillea Corner:
unsurpassed, unbound from earthly attachment; connected by the three jewels and a heart that becomes as big as the full moon in the rains; there is no time…

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“Crossroads of the embrace”

The crossroads of the embrace or the decay? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We decide what we need and not with the quickest of decision. If we knew. It was the last time… Continue reading

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Memories: Nelson Mandela International Day

Originally posted on Scribbled Verse:
Above: Sweden Summer of 1990 Below: Johannesburg Autumn of 2008

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“Fallen Angels”

Fallen Angels A Poem by Coyote Poetry A new poem. I hope you like.                                      Fallen Angels In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war and… Continue reading

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Tea Party 

Originally posted on littlelexpoems:
​Come and join my tea party? With my Dishevelled teddy bears. I’ve saved you room? Next to me, red ribbons in my hair Bravely sent a special invite Secret…

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“You and I”

You and I? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. You and I? A long time ago. We had the same hope and dreams.  We found each other again, drowning in old regret… Continue reading

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Secrets From Deepest Bones

Originally posted on Fires In Ashbarrels:
The old woman hovers near the woodstove and drags a calloused hand across her crinkled forehead as if wiping away smoke and sweat. She pauses, looking; her…

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War

Originally posted on Windows by malakhai.jones:
They said, “The peace couldn’t last for too long.” ?You could hear the acrid breeze moving through the leaves. ?You could see the diseased air stripping…

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“She told me. Love demand payment”

She told me. Love demand payment. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good music create good poetry. She told me. Love demand payment. Perfect beauty. Wearing Summer dress of white. Her soft shoulders showed… Continue reading

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