Be weary of how you are understood

Originally posted on TheFeatheredSleep:
Do not fall in love with a writer unless you are willing to open yourself to the inevitability of their description for at first with the best harvest the…

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The Writer’s Arrow

Originally posted on TANYA CLIFF:
Little quill on an inkwell rests. The stationary lives up to its name. Ideas die in wait on a solid oak desk where an empty chair defies its…

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A old poem-The sparkle in your eyes

The sparkles in your eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and places.                  The sparkles in your eyes I remember when the sparkles in your eyes could light up the world… Continue reading

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Sunrise Lover

Originally posted on heartwordsforpoetry:
? Sunrise lover from Soft, warm darkness. Light filters in at dawn and Rises from the floor and spreads to the ceiling. As the room brightens, his form slowly…

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Rejoice in your Authentic ‘self’

Originally posted on Tiffany Belle Harper:
You will know when you are awake when:- Your sleep pattern becomes less important to you. You fear less having your ‘own’ individual voice. The suffering of…

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“The lucky or the crazy?”

The lucky or the crazy. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lived on the coastline of California for three years. No better place to be.              The lucky or the crazy We danced… Continue reading

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“Come live with me and be my love”

Come live with me and be my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry I stole a line from the great writer Christopher Marlowe                                       Come live with me and be my love (Come… Continue reading

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Finding Meaning in Silence

Originally posted on eleganceinwords:
A quiet response is all that he could measure, in the morning sunlight, he began a wander, would it be so valuable to suddenly turn to a distant horizon…

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The old fashion Morphine”

Old fashion Morphine Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Old fashion Morphine Oh sweet Jenny stole my vision. Her short red dress allowed me to see her perfect long legs. Her skin color… Continue reading

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“TROUBLED MIND”

Originally posted on Ellie Belfiglio:
Thoughts of brawl, Thoughts of horror after all; Withheld from my eye, Locked inside my sigh! Sacred of what maybe, The troubled mind of me! A troubled mind,…

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