The willow tree…

The willow trees…. Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can. The bright eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I come to… Continue reading

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Wild horses….

Wild horses… Once we made pretty wishes to the California rising sun. You were the artist and I was the word man. We loved the sea, the quiet desert and the midnight silence… Continue reading

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Like a river, we are. And Alexia Evellyn Lakota Lullaby.

One. Just photos in a book, just beautiful faces missed. Just kind voices heard in my dreams now. Beautiful hearts missed. Two.. Swirl me in your mind, my kind lover. Make me believe,… Continue reading

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Love is love…

 Love is love… A noble beauty read her poetry at the Austin, Texas yearly poetry reading. Jessica was disappointed with her life and she read her words to us. “I weaved a page… Continue reading

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Sharp- A Weyward Sisters Collaboration

Originally posted on Brave & Reckless:
I am playing with knives again sharpening them lovingly against brown leather strap admiring the way hair splits cleanly upon the well-honed edge (Christine E. Ray) Listen!…

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Tattoos…

tattoos A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old stories become better with time.                                Tattoos,,, My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos? I… Continue reading

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Beautiful Alisa Fineman song and a poem.

Big Surf and Alisa Fineman A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A beautiful song bird of the California coastline.                            Big Surf and Alisa Fineman… I put two brothers into graves in 1988-1989.Joined a war… Continue reading

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Freddie Mercury- Time waits for no-one. And a few short poetry.

Time waits for no-one.. Some mini poetry…. 1- You ran to me and I ran to you. We believed in love and I believed in you. You were my free and fluttering butterfly.… Continue reading

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Trainwreck

Originally posted on corvinafrost:
I am a mess, disaster, a tornado, I must confess I am imperfect but, I am still blessed and protected. Chased by demons, watched over by angels. I will…

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What have we done?

 What have we done? Where are the peacemakers? Where are the gathering of people standing for love? Do the children believe, their world is safe and sound.  12 active wars and six conflicts… Continue reading

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