Drowning…….

Originally posted on These Sacred Scars:
? Drowned in vodka–covered in ashes—washed in smoke, hope had left him sometime ago. His eyes moved past me. I imagined him staring past the stars of…

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F i r e

Originally posted on Melekvadisi:
There is a shortage in me. There is something that narrows my soul. I say your name. You come away. I wake up in the midnight. I keep reading what you write. and I always hearing your voices. I know.. you…

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California poetry-Coffee shop conversation

Coffee shop conversation   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games.                                    Coffee… Continue reading

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Some Texas poetry-Texas bars and Texas women

Texas bars and Texas woman (A old poem written in 1993. When I roam the Texas as a young man.) The Doctor told  me. “You are damn healthy. You must take care of… Continue reading

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OF WISHES & TELEPATHY

Originally posted on mikesteeden:
Processed with VSCOcam with b1 preset Barefoot shoreline empty wanderings a beach all hers save the finicky sandpipers cliffside and far off a cacophony of gossip lapwings sharing rumours…

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The Hug.

Originally posted on Musings of PuppyDoc:
Bitterness. Each word, a slap. Each consonant, piercing. Bursting in like a winter’s storm, you permeated into our lives. We wanted to help you, but we only came to fear…

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The love of my life

You are the love of my life A Poem by Coyote Poetry We forget sometimes to show love to the people who truly loved us.                         You are the love of my life… Continue reading

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One of my favorites-Two out of three ain’t bad

Two out of three ain’t bad. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Lonely are the people who wasted love and friendship. Two out of three ain’t bad. I was sitting alone in a Monterey… Continue reading

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Willow..

© Rolf Nussbaumer Photography ? Along the lonely ashen path Where willow dance on fragrant air I met sweet angel passing by A smile and nod was shared Her hair was black As…

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_A thousand kisses deep

A thousand kisses deep. Part two A Poem by Coyote Poetry Kisses my friend. Real gold of a life.   A thousand kisses deep The doors are locked and window block by the… Continue reading

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