“The Poet”

The Poet A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be the word man. Good for the heart and soul to release thoughts to paper and pen.                         The Poet Many moons ago in… Continue reading

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3 Ways to Her Heart

Originally posted on MarciaRose:
Ok fella’s listen up. I’m gonna let you in on a little secret, one I think you may want to hear. I’m gonna let you in to things that…

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Brianna

Brianna A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words-a 1994 poem with a-rewrite Brianna Pretty woman danced alone. Her body dancing freely to the good songs and she had no concern for the observers… Continue reading

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“The dance”

The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Dancing can take us to good places. yandex.comSource:(Thank you Tumblr)                             The dance We were once strangers .  Each of us  living in self made chaos.… Continue reading

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Meeting you

Originally posted on howlsensei:
Where are you my love? When will my attention be drawn to you? Where are you? (I can’t seem to find you). I feel your voice in a song.…

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Aaj main kal tum/today me, tomorrow you

Originally posted on expressingwings:
Aaj Main yahan, Kal tum yahan hoge, Waqt kabhi ek sa kahan hoga… Tanhai ke rudaad rang badlengey apney yahan, Sathi koi hum sa bhee hoga, kahin wahan. Tanahiyo…

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A Summer poem.-I remember you

I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.   I remember you. The summer days were… Continue reading

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July fourth poetry-Just men

Just men A Poem by Coyote Poetry First job in country of Kuwait in 1992. Move the dead frozen bodies from Death Valley. Just men (I got to Iraq. My first task was… Continue reading

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Mì-dhealbhaich / Distorts

Originally posted on Karen Bain – Writer:
In the dying embers of fading light Fractal distortions echo and glare distorted voices painfully overlap haunted pain-wrenching imagery… ? Visions of warped consciousness fearfully scatter…

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Do Drops Desire?

Originally posted on Crumbs of Expression:
Can we recall the first time? That moment of our realization; that initial release to these unexpectedly unexplored realms. Plunging freely within that moment; compelled onwards by…

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