Fenella Collins-Smith is amazing. Listen to her amazing poetry.

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Native American Activist Found Dead In Jail Cell After Traffic Fine Arrest

Originally posted on colouredjustice.wordpress.com:
Contemporary Issues Native American Activist Found Dead In Jail Cell After Traffic Fine Arrest July 26, 2015 Red Power Media 7 Comments https://redpowermedia.wordpress.com/tag/rexdale-w-henry/ By Counter Current News A…

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One of my old poems. —A mad man prayer

A mad man prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can create a madness.   A mad man prayer I woke up with your name on my lips. THE PHONE IS RINGING. I… Continue reading

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I Am We: An Ode to Sense8

Originally posted on Lead us from the Unreal to the Real:
Words We use them to communicate To connect to one another To find a way to truly understand Ourselves and our state…

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–I see you and you see me

I see you and you see me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can be felt and real love is earned. Just a few quotes. Enjoy your life and tried not to damage… Continue reading

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Embrace

Originally posted on No Talent For Certainty:
You and I embrace, And all the fields go quiet, Carefully watching – Nature knows a miracle; Two, holding to each other

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–Love conquered all

Love conquered all A Poem by Coyote Poetry Must know love and kindness to know joy and happiness.   Love conquered all Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace and… Continue reading

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–I don’t remember how you look

I don’t remember how you look A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time.                                   I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember… Continue reading

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–The wildlfower

The wildflowers A Poem by Coyote Poetry Freedom and dreams can be found in the field of the wildflowers. The wildflowers Wild flowers and sweet dreams. Dancing nude and free. You were my… Continue reading

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_Today find a park, forest or lake. Spend time with friends and family. Life is laughter and good talks.

What will I remember? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long. Days are many. What is truly important? What will I remember? Days pass by. Life goes on. What will I hold… Continue reading

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