Monthly Archive: October, 2017

The brown eyes girl

The brown eyes girl A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some woman make you wish you were young and free again. They bring to life the desire for you to want to be wild… Continue reading →

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Fate and destiny

The threads of life. Fate and destiny A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life leave no guarantees. Must take chances. Like we are walking upon tender threads that easily break.                              The threads of… Continue reading →

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“Truth or dare”

Truth or dare A Poem by Coyote Poetry Take no chances. Have no adventures.                                   Truth or dare Life, my friend. An odd game that no-one can win. Maybe? I do like the… Continue reading →

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Refugee

Originally posted on Poetry and prose from a creative mind:
Recently I was part of a group of writers asked to share our thoughts at an event to raise awareness of refugees, although…

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Perfect Bliss

Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.

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Feathers [autistic poetry]

Originally posted on the silent wave:
I wrote this 19 years ago today, during a reflection upon a summer crush I had that year.  It turns out that the feelings were not mutual,…

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“Last wish, first wish”

Last wish, first wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words never spoken. Burn the wanting heart.                                 Last wish, first wish Those wishing well wishes and the butterfly kisses of memories. Leave me… Continue reading →

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“A little death”

A little death A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. A  little  death Silky skin, wine and song took us here. You are as pretty as the rising sun my love. Honey, dear… Continue reading →

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The fallen angels

Fallen Angels A Poem by Coyote Poetry A new poem. I hope you like.                                      Fallen Angels In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war and… Continue reading →

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Leather and lace’

Leather and lace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song allowed us to create good poetry. Leather and lace I have played monster, demon and abuser. I was left with the gin and… Continue reading →

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