Category Archive: poetry

What is poetry…

What is poetry? I was asked. What is poetry? I told her, poetry is everything. Poetry is the description of the first kiss, the first dance. Poetry suppose make us laugh out loud,… Continue reading

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My wild Texas rose…

  My wild Texas rose… Kind mistress night brought her to me. The Austin, Texas bars brought people from all places together.When the moon took over the night sky. People from different places… Continue reading

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Barefoot dreams…

Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote PoetryGood places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age.      Barefoot dreams… I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance club and… Continue reading

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Love tragedy..

Love tragedy… I remember the hellos. So sweet and kind. You were a wild girl in a woman body. You made me learn to dance, learn to climb the fault lines of California… Continue reading

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My lovely Lilith

My lovely Lilith… The dark poet loved the Monterey big storms. The Pacific was raging and dancing. He went to the Pacific ocean early in the morning wearing wet suit and carrying his… Continue reading

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Gallery

Amazing poetry shared by a talented writer.

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The Promise

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His eyes I hope that one day will only wonder for me His jaw. Oh, his jaw… I have the strange urge to touch it and run my finger…

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A amazing song and the words.

  I overlooked the orchid…. I overlooked the orchid while searching for a rose. The orchid I overlooked was you. The rose that I was searching for was proved to be untrue. The orchid,… Continue reading

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Soul Medicine, a collection of poetry

Amazing words shared by a talented writer. Emotional Musings My dear readers, I’m so grateful to have met so many wonderful writers on this platform. One in particular has illuminated a soul reflection… Continue reading

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Sleepless nights…

Sleepless nights… You and me, me and you. We love the Jazzy songs, slow dancing bare-ass for the midnight moon and making love till noon. You are my coffee mornings, my Lone Islands… Continue reading

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