Regard to Melanie

Regards to Melanie A Poem by Coyote Poetry Regard to Melanie I know you are far away my dear lover. You are fulfilling needed dreams in secret places where lover can find peace… Continue reading

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September: Suicide Prevention Month

Originally posted on Maiden on the Midway:
September is ‪#‎SuicidePreventionMonth‬ and we invite you to join us in supporting our ‪#‎Veterans‬ and Service members. If you’re concerned about someone, connect him or her…

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Old poetry with a rebirth “Disease”

    Disease     Two strangers sat together. Discussing things that didn’t matter. The woman looked at the man. Told him. “I was once a beauty once. Men begged for my attention.”… Continue reading

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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?… Continue reading

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To A Soldier

Powerful poetry and words. Please read.

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I needed a Summer poem. “I remember you”

I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.   I remember you. The summer days were… Continue reading

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I want to love you like

I want to love you like A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and good song. . I want to love you like I want to love you like we are babies just… Continue reading

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Dear Amie

Dear Amie A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and thoughts Dear Amie (Denying love rewards leave you with great reward) Sweet words once whispered by a ancient Poet. Dear Amie. Sweet and… Continue reading

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She wanted Paris and I wanted her

She wanted Paris and I wanted her “Then shall thy circling arms embrace and clip my naken body, and thy balmy lips. Bathe me in juices of kisses, whose perfume like a religious… Continue reading

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The last days

Originally posted on willowdot21:
http://www.flickr.com/ Rows of empty houses lining empty street ,I do not feel frightened for there is no one left to meet. Everywhere is hopeless everywhere the same there is…

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