Monthly Archive: August, 2021

WORDLESS PRAYER (POEM)

Originally posted on Mellowstorm:
Have you ever tried to listen to the whispers of your soul? Have you ever searched your best companion and ultimately discovered that it’s within you… To shake hands…

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Trujillo

Trujillo — A story…..                                                              Trujillo…. My delusional mind and forsaken dreams seem so far away. I console myself with Honduras rum and roaming the discos and nightclubs. I’m fatigue from suffocating in… Continue reading

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Show me the way to love..

Show me the way to love. (Photo of my Daniela in 1978 and my first published poem somewhere. Written in 1979.) A Poem by Coyote PoetryA poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful… Continue reading

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Love Letter

Amazing poetry shared by a talented writer.

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Thankful.

(Last time I saw my grandfather in 1991. He died when I was in Iraq. We are made by great people. Our mentors taught us how to live. My grandfather ensured I knew.… Continue reading

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Listen, remember and learn. And Bukowski words.

(If you going to try. Go all the way. Bukowski)   Listen, remember and learn ——————————————–                                   … Continue reading

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Dirty little secrets.

Dirty little secrets… I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember ” You and I”. I’m the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we pass… Continue reading

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Nightbirde- It’s okay

“You can’t wait until life isn’t hard anymore until you decide to be happy.” Nightbirde “There are a lot of people who want to hope for something in their life, but are afraid… Continue reading

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dried flowers

Where are you my love? Chasing shadows along storm swept streets? Turbulence has exfoliated the rosy blush from my cheeks. If I speak my words may bleed down our silent walls. If you…

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La noche era oscura

Originally posted on UNIVERSO ESPEJO Poemas y algo más:
Era una noche oscura, sin huella de una Luna, ninguna luminaria asomaba en el cielo. Mis ojos eran negros, confusos, silenciosos, amargos y…

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