Daily Archive: January 3, 2025

The Nightingale song..

The Nightingale song.. The Ojibwa grandfather volunteered to watch the five grandchildren and he took them to the big water. He told them if you listen well, you can hear the nightingale songs… Continue reading

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The brown eyed girl..

The brown eyed girl… I love the days of April, I love the comfort of the Spring sun upon my face. I adore the kind places when I can rejoice to the Lake… Continue reading

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The color of love…

The color of love… Dear lover. You made me come alive.The fire in you eyes make me wish to swim in your brown eyes anddrown in the the gentleness of your voice. Your… Continue reading

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Write and bleed..

Four lines poems. A Poem by Coyote PoetryTaking chances, writing in different directions. We were naked, we twisted our bodies into a unfinished puzzle and we shared wild dreams. We talked and we used… Continue reading

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The raven and the coyote..

The beggar, just wanted a taste of her skin and her warm lips. The illusion of love near, made him believe, love was sweet, love was so good. Her whiskey kisses made his… Continue reading

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Like this. Part two.

Like this… When someone ask you. My life is chaos and confusion. I don’t know If I should run or stand my ground? Is there a safe place for me to rest. Take… Continue reading

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Like this. Part three.

Like this.. 1- She found me by the willow tree by the lake. She asked me. Where is love? Where is the kindness? I brought her closer and I kissed her forehead and… Continue reading

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