Daily Archive: May 11, 2015

Fatal’s Thoughts: Starving Children

Originally posted on fatal thoughts writer:
Sometimes I wonder how can we eat our food and still have wastage due to being greedy wanting a bigger portion. How about them? Do you think…

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“The human touch”

The human touch. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow down and… Continue reading

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THROUGH SNARLING HAILS OF MELODY

Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
I Dear poet, with lost morning’s eyes Don’t churn too much beneath Stranger skies, I know you explore The Sun’s tipped wet stones With derelict markings for your…

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If grief weren’t a sin

Originally posted on Crowned Nights:
If grief weren’t a sin Reserved for the old A tale would be told One I hold deep within * I grief weren’t a sin When felt by…

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Big Sur a-dreaming

Big Sur a-dreaming. A un-mark road with a small sign will lead you to a hidden beach on Highway 2. A small path will lead you to paradise. A beach not safe for swimming.… Continue reading

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Dedicated 💗 to my own mum primarily…

Originally posted on merryfairy:
   Thank you, mummy, for keeping me protected in your belly for nine consequent months 💗    Thank you, mummy, for keeping yourself awake to feed and nurture me as…

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A perfect night

A perfect night A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. wicked-naughty-diva wicked-naughty-diva:(Thank you Tumblr) A perfect night She was my forbidden temptation. She was my velvety sweet dreams that left me lingering as… Continue reading

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One of my favorites. Russian roulette.

Russian roulette A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is taking chances. We will fall many times. If we are lucky. We will know peace one day.                                     Russian roulette Beautiful young woman… Continue reading

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“Dangerous places and beautiful faces”

Dangerous places and beautiful faces. A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is good to walk upon the edge.                            Dangerous places and beautiful faces. Dangerous places and secret rendezvous. To swim in… Continue reading

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