Daily Archive: March 25, 2022

Beautiful journey…

Beautiful journey. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A wise person ensure they take the good road.                      Beautiful journey. A thousand roads to choose.We can ride into darkness without fear of the consequences ortake… Continue reading

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Ukrainian and Slavic Folktales:  The Origin of the Mole

Originally posted on Under the influence!:
Jos Zwarts, CC BY-SA 4.0 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0, via Wikimedia Commons Presented here is a retelling of a folktale from Ukrainian and Slavic folklore followed by a brief discussion.?…

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The human touch…

The human touch. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  The easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow down and show… Continue reading

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If I knew….

If I knew. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We learn too late to be quiet. Anger and violence leads only to more pain and sadness.    If I knew…  If I knew. I would of … Continue reading

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I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings – Marie Prichard

Originally posted on Brave & Reckless:
When her song catches your ear And you hear it in the distance Do you ask yourself why the caged bird sings? Or do you say, I…

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Gyspy soul… And a beautiful Ayla song…

 Gypsy soul…   Once,  I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was a free man. Once,  I danced with the Pacific, the Winter storms taught me. We… Continue reading

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What My Dad Says

Originally posted on V E R S E and I M A G E:
[with poetry by Alana Dagenhart] Here, take some with you. You’re not likely to leave my Dad’s presence without…

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We must be like the river…

We must be, like a river….. (“Bacchus wine are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier pleasure; Rich the pleasure, sweet the pleasure, sweet is the pleasure after pain.” —-John Dryden) I told the… Continue reading

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Be kind to each other….

Be kind to each other—— Sober men can’t write the truth, godless men can’t see heaven. Liquor voice, does not seek salvation, only seek to repent to the whiskey bottle. We are like… Continue reading

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I need a Spring time kiss…

I need a Spring time kiss, a Summer love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Remembering, maybe?  I need a Spring time kiss, a Summer love… I need a Spring time kiss, a Summer love.… Continue reading

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