“Rose colored glasses”

  Rose colored glasses   Sin, gin and too many bad night. Once we knew love and tonight we have forsaken kindness. I remember when. You and I. Held hands by the Lake… Continue reading

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Sweet hello and deadly goodbye

Sweet hello and deadly goodbye       Hello dear Brigitte. I still remember us. You were my brightness on the a sunny days and the light of hope in the mist of… Continue reading

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We cannot read unless we can descend

Originally posted on How my heart speaks :Katherine's Blog:
Poetic rhythm is natural like the waves That come and go on beaches , wet the  sand The sea is always moving  as…

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Easy days and kind evenings

  We need easy days and kind evenings my love My pretty lady, my life, my love. The world is hard and we need to be sweet to each other. Too many naysayers… Continue reading

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Hidden Parts

Originally posted on khumodivine:
? A stranger in these parts, A walk so graceless and unkind Alertly reverting back to the familiar, just a moment to unwind She knows in her heart, these…

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Never enough whiskey

Never enough whiskey, she told me Pretty girl drank alone, once we great lovers and now we have become strangers seeking nothing. I told her, damn tavern is place to die, dear Julia,… Continue reading

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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 the long… Continue reading

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“Dear Monterey”

Dear Monterey   The kind Gods took me from war to you dear Monterey. I joined wars to try to die the proper death. Suicide, I couldn’t do. War didn’t want my death.… Continue reading

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Idyllic place

Idyllic place and time A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                            Idyllic place and time The storyteller told the writers. We… Continue reading

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Lake Huron song

The Lake Huron song Closed wounds can bleed again, no healing for true love lost. You and I, we were Summer wine and Lake Huron late night swim. You were the prettiest girl… Continue reading

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