Yesterday’s Path

Originally posted on Leonas Lines–Poetry Plus:
I chose to walk with Yesterday Leaving my present glade of time I gazed at memories I stood upon regrets Mired in the past That I couldn’t…

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I was condemn after looking at your face

coyotepoet reblogged insanamentelm coyotepoet                                                      I was condemn after I saw your face   I was looking for the wide open road and  some kind of freedom. She sat alone on a barren… 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… Continue reading

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Except smell

Originally posted on TheFeatheredSleep:
I did not speak your language until I learned in the dust of play communicating with shapes and funny faces then I understood more until giving away who I…

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The season of love -part three

The seasons of love We left the tavern and she held my hand tightly and the night was warm.  She took me to the Boebingen lake. We sat by the lake in a… Continue reading

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The seasons of love-part two

The seasons of love A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new story.                    Chapter two- The seasons of love Sheena left me in early September. The last days were  filled a combination of… Continue reading

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The seasons of love

The seasons of love (The first chapter) A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Old memories. The seasons of love Late August 1978. My Scotland Beauty and I were enjoying our last days and nights… Continue reading

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Imagine a World – Original Poem

Originally posted on Recruiterpoet Blog:
By Mark A. Leon Imagine seeing the world for the first time every day A recharge A rebirth To kindle the flame of life with the awareness of…

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Need more readers and writers.

Write, write and write some more A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand?… Continue reading

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“The song and the dance”

    Just dance Hold me close, hold me sweet. Allow my face to fall into your  hair and the essence of perfume. Allow the intimacy of the dance to make us find… Continue reading

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