“WE ARE ALL THE SAME”

Originally posted on THE UNPREDICTABLE :
Do you see the color of day and of night? Do you see the color of sky and of the sea? Do you see the color of mountains…

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“Just might”

Just might A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Just might She gave me a kind smile as we danced the Texas two-step. She whispered in my wanting hears. “Dear Johnnie. People are… Continue reading →

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Flat Line- 1Wise-Woman

Originally posted on Whisper and the Roar:
Your hatred had a heart beat Separated from your soul A lifetime ago Why eternally unknown Pervasive pulse Rampant rhythm Powered by purity Found in voiceless…

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“The canvas of love”

The canvas of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is real art. We must use our imagination, draw out plans. Touch with gentle movements create emotion that will expand to great… Continue reading →

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My greatest regret was you

My greatest regret was you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. My greatest regret was you ——————— Loved and lost Dear Lizzy, my beautiful Liz. Honey, sweetheart and my love. Where are… Continue reading →

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Just a sip

Originally posted on Peace, Love and Patchouli:
We float amongst the beautiful things watching the ripples move out from our lives absorbed in the depths of another’s soul of words, we long for…

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“Beautiful journey”

Beautiful journey. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wise person ensure they take the good road.                     Beautiful journey. A thousand roads to choose. We can ride into darkness without fear of the… Continue reading →

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“Sweet pleasures and rare delights”

Sweet pleasure and rare delights A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to hold on to the good memories Sweet pleasure and rare delights Sweet pleasure, rare delights. Some dreams should not be… Continue reading →

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Wasted Human Activities

Originally posted on disdainfulbeauty:
for the Poets, get off your asses We are here to people the Industrial remains of the Wastelands. There is no innocence permitted in the space of polluted breath. …

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Subway Shoes.

Originally posted on THELMA VON SALEM:
Subway shoes have a some way goal, it depends on their soul, it depends if they’re sold. Think about them, subway shoes; can carry the blues, they carry…

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