Monthly Archive: March, 2018

Mysteriously Brooding

Originally posted on Speck Of Gold:
So why does it burn, And sting in the darkness of night? In my bed, I twist and turn Reciting my regrets and fears Like a sadistic…

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‘Let’s drink and pray for more’

  Let’s drink and pray for more   Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor. Barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin and her wild eyes searched… Continue reading

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‘The pureness of my reflection.’

  The pureness of my reflection Once we had the moon, the sun and the free road. You were my footprints into wild waters and secret places upon mountain where the clouds danced… Continue reading

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Taking a Stand

Originally posted on Wildflower Women:
? There are so many events happening in this world at the moment that seem so unfair, cruel, and well let’s be honest, inhumane.  We cannot fight each…

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‘Write, write and write some more’

Write, write and write some more A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand?… Continue reading

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‘The waltz of the Angels’

The waltz of the Angels I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming. Sunday morning is a-coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a sad… Continue reading

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You’ll be lost at sea

Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.

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A wild heart

  I need a wild heart   —- Love made me live Beautiful woman told me. We need to bathe in the quiet and sweetness of love. Love will come when love wants.… Continue reading

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Poetry for Nature

  Nature Poetry The mountain range, standing strong and beautiful. Art for the people who love the open and free spaces. The free climbers love the hard climbs and unknown endings. Finding secret… Continue reading

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“Dead flowers’

Dead flowers (Some short poetry) —- Please don’t talk no-more Pretty lady crying and she whispered to her banished lover. Please speak no-more. Your words had turned worthless and meaningless. Your face turn… Continue reading

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