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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“He remembered love”

He remembered love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words He remembered love “Hereditary Feelings”, 2016, Yuriy Ku Drop Old man sat by the Lake St. Clair. He saw an auburn beauty walking… Continue reading

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“The stranger song”

The stranger song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The  stranger  song Pretty lady  asked  her old lover.  When did we become strangers? Once  we talked, danced and sang the whole night… Continue reading

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