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“Ann Arbor”

Ann Arbor A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The drunken poet drank his  Jack Daniel and cold tap beer in the Michigan tavern. A young man sat with and ordered a double… Continue reading

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Friend, Foe, or Otherwise?

Originally posted on Histories and Mysteries:
? The wind whipped steady at my door                                      …

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“Unforgettable”

Unforgettable A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful artwork create amazing words. Thank you Tumblr.    yourtalana: William Oxer Unforgettable I found you waiting. Holding flowers of blue. I watched you pondering life and possibility.… Continue reading

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“Perhaps, perhaps my love”

Perhaps, perhaps my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Perhaps, perhaps my love The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the… Continue reading

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Elusive Butterfly

Originally posted on DiAnne’s Scribbles :
All she had really wanted to do Was leave her own foot prints in the earth, Her own hand prints in the sand, And live in a…

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If it be your will”

If It Be Your Will A Poem by Coyote Poetry You don’t find love. Love find you. If it be your will I saw her sitting alone with a small child. Pretty auburn… Continue reading

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I am your poetry 

Originally posted on beth tremaglio:
?? I am your poetry, hidden within rhymes and riddles.? I am your poem, hidden within a breeze, verses of unsung melodies. I am your poetry, rhythms hidden…

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“No cure for love”

No cure for Love. In the tar pits of blasphemy and disappointment. I tried to forget a woman’s face and green eyes. Tried to forget those long beautiful and soft  legs. I tried… Continue reading

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“She had wildflowers in her hair”

She had wildflowers in her hair A Poem by Coyote Poetry Haunting story and memories can feel like someone else had lived it. Sometime all we have is wildflowers dreams to hold on… Continue reading

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Texas song”Leather and lace”

Leather and lace I have played monster, demon and abuser. I was left with the gin and the long Island ice teas, too much sin and no place to go. I have found… Continue reading

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