Category Archive: poetry

Highway poetry

Highway poetry-short poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                            Wander or slowly die She was so beautiful, she moved like a wild and free animal. I knew she was untamed and lusted… Continue reading

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Traveling and rambling man…

Traveling and rambling man.       A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just my words.     Traveling and rambling man Old Johnnie sat alone in the tavern in the city of Austin, Texas. Drinking… Continue reading

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My father’s song

My father’s song (My father passed Jack Isaacs on 29 January. Was 93 years old and he was tough as nails.)     Greatest man I ever known. He told me often. “Life… Continue reading

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He remembered love…

“Hereditary Feelings”, 2016, Yuriy Ku Drop   He remembered love     Old man sat by the Lake St. Clair. He saw an auburn beauty walking the the biking path. Her eyes of… Continue reading

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The Sad Cafe

Amazing words shared by a talented writer.

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You’ll always be my soul mate

Originally posted on News from Ibonoco:
SOUS LES ARBRES MAUVES Sous les arbres mauves une nuit mauvaise j’allais contre le froid tous ceux que la faim faisait doucement gémir tous ceux qui laissaient…

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You are my ocean…

You are my ocean     My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free. I danced with her, as a child. I fell into her waves and I felt the safety of… Continue reading

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Rough roads ~ #poem

Originally posted on Exclusive Inflictions:
? May your path be deliberate As you travel the forsaken roads Following intuition where it goes For a chance at something different May you have all of…

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The Wanderer

Originally posted on Purplerays:
The Wanderer. I saw the sunset-colored sands,The Nile, like flowing fire between,Where Ramses stares forth sereneAnd ammon’s heavy temple stands. I saw the rocks where long ago,Above the sea…

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I gave my love to you, my sweet Beatrice…

(I found some old letters from dear Beatrice. I found some old poetry. I hope you like)   I gave my love to you,  my sweet Beatrice   Was Monterey, was the sea… Continue reading

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