Monthly Archive: March, 2021

The lovemaking

Originally posted on MY VALIANT SOUL:
The hem of my body is paper and my tongue- the silk threads of ice cubes The night spreads its monotonous tone under my moan the voices…

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Coyote’s quotes and a T.S. Eliot poem.

“This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang but a whimper..” T.S. Eliot “My grandfather told me often, one day, the teacher will become the student. The student will become the teacher.” “Once my dear grandmother… Continue reading

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The dream surfer…..

 The dream surfer… In the prettiest dreams, in the most beautiful places and the sweetest days. The dream surfer can find and again know. Once upon a midnight dream, my yearning heart sought… Continue reading

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Le Temps Qui Me Reste

Originally posted on Steps To Confidence:
Le temps qui me reste Je regarde l’étendue devant moiEt je tremble,J’ai si peur du temps qu’il me resteTout ce temps sans toiCombien long me sembleComme un…

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Wrapped Up in You

Originally posted on Life Lessons From Around the Dinner Table:
sometimes i sit at this window and stare at this tree and think of the life it might have known – the nurturing…

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Gypsy soul…

Gypsy soul….                                   Once,  I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was… Continue reading

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Love behold, love be bold…

Love behold, love be bold A Poem by Coyote PoetryPoetry for the new book, The island.                                  Love behold,… Continue reading

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The ivory lighthouse (2019 Re-post)

Originally posted on The world according to RedCat:
Re-post comment:Time for another Wandering the Archives Wednesday. Today’s been filled with writing stories. So I decided to share one of the first I wrote…

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The Scarborough fair…

Scarborough fair…. I once dance with the prettiest gal at the Scarborough fair. I told her, I wanted to marry her and to make her smile every day of her life. She smiled… Continue reading

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Beautiful Melanie song and a poem.

 Leftover wine… Once, you and I, we tried to catch the wind. Once, you and I, tried to touch the clouds. We marvel at our world and we danced freely with the wildflowers… Continue reading

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