Category Archive: poetry

“The disease”

The DISEASE     Two strangers sat together in the Austin, Texas Jazz club. Discussing things that didn’t matter anymore.   The woman looked at the man. She told him. “I was once… Continue reading

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“Secret places and hidden wishes”

Secret places and hidden wishes   I have  been dreaming of you again my beautiful Liz.  I saw your face today and I was driven to madness. I wanted to call you and… Continue reading

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Bless, be the one. Surrounded by love

Bless, be the one, who is surrounded by love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For my father Jack. Bless, be the one, who is surrounded by love. —————————————————————– The greatest man I ever knew,… Continue reading

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I seek more

Originally posted on Perception:
I seek for loyalty in a world that is drunk in fetish desires I seek for water in a desert that’s set on fire What can I seek more…

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Wild horses. A story.

Wild horses Wild horses- Introduction A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A writer and a painter discussing life and things.                              … Continue reading

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OBIRIN OGUN (SHEILA!)

Originally posted on heartfeltmysteries:
A tribute to Sheila Solarin Sheila Mary Solarin (Nee Tuer), wife to Dr. Tai Solarin, one of Nigeria’s foremost educators and agitators for social justice. With her late husband,…

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“I remember you”

  I remember you.   The summer days were long and the splendor of the blue skies and the bright sun. Beckon us to the sea. The heat of hot Summer  days. Thaw… Continue reading

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always a lullaby

A beautiful poem.

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Dancing in the Shadows

Originally posted on Vampire Maman:
“Imagine, Juliette, you’re at a party in the library of Alexandria with all of the authors, librarians, scribes, architects, builders, artists, and craftsmen, and you’re the one dancing…

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“Idyllic”

Idyllic     We shall know never-more, we shall know ever-more and we one day. We shall know nothing more. Once wise writer told us. Death, is when we become forgotten. Once brave… Continue reading

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