Monthly Archive: May, 2021

Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm | Is passion an invention for the young? (149)

Amazing poetry shared.

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Lê Vĩnh Tài | I wish for more rain (266)

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TLC…

Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote PoetryReal love is given without the desire of reward.                                      Tender loving care.. She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the college party… Continue reading

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Blessed be the lover…

  Blessed be the lovers… Sweet bliss of the sweet kiss. Kind lovers rejoice in the tender touch of skin to soft skin.Where lovers roam into wild and dangerous places.  Fugitives for the… Continue reading

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I see you and you can see me..

Just a few quotes…. “I see you and you can see me. Are we looking with kind eyes or seeking separation?” “Enjoy your life and tried not to damage or waste too much… Continue reading

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The cursed lullaby…

The cursed lullaby…. Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading

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In Monterey

In Monterey A Poem by Coyote PoetryMonterey is paradise. Old wounds can be closed and new hope can be born near the sea.                            In Monterey… (May-day poetry twenty-one) Dear Jenny, please come to Monterey.… Continue reading

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Fine primavera

Originally posted on marcellocomitini:
DigitalArt di Marcello Comitini a Bruno Vanonibloggers Sta per finire la primavera e ad ogni tramontoil sole tinge di un rosso profondo il cielose ne impossessa.Noi sul divano sentiamo…

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Mystical places…

Mystical places A Poem by Coyote PoetryFirst love, first real kiss and the first true words of love become mystical places where we can find in sweet dreams forever.                                Mystical places… Many types… Continue reading

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Quiet echoes an secluded places…

Quiet echoes and secluded places A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe will hold many penances for things done and missed.                                Quiet echoes and secluded places…. The coffee shop poet told the young listener.Great oceans… Continue reading

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