Category Archive: poetry

Poem #157

Amazing poetry by a talented writer. LUNA I could paint a perfect picture of this ceiling I’ve been staring at for hours. The lines, the imperfections, the spider building a web in the… Continue reading →

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I understand why we protect the wildflowers

(I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why.)   I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.… Continue reading →

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Quotes for Women international day

Women international day quotes A Poem by Coyote Poetry For the kind women in my life   Dear grandma Beulah told me often. Sugar and spice and everything nice. Need to be the… Continue reading →

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Peace does not flow from the Barrel of a Gun

Originally posted on Fleeting Muse:
Peace enforced by power of the sword A dubious co-existence at best Shimmering discontent lurks beneath To raise its ugly head Once the sword is rusted And another…

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Women

Originally posted on Positive Side Of The Coin:
She is women of Substance. Mother, sister, daughter or wife, She fits in every roll, Life’s determination begins with her. With overflowing love, forgiving and…

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The parable of the flower

The parable of the flowers and the lovelorn man   She was a perfect beauty. She danced nightly on a stage in Killeen, Texas. I went nightly and I waited for my tainted… Continue reading →

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Origin

Originally posted on Megha's World:
This poem is in continuation of the micro poetry of the same name. Read Origin here. That sweet essence  those aromatic hues encapsulating  me and my soul where…

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Drunk Off Power

Originally posted on Cascadia Legends and Poetry:
https://youtu.be/5_MBl7yqkjI Peace in the air; peace in drunkenness; ‘cross despair– there is peace in this air; upheld through the nostrils– the sun does shine; and is…

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I love you, I love you

I love you, I love you, I love you   I wanted new wars and adventure. You wanted soft hands in your hands, someone to hold you tightly in the coldness of the… Continue reading →

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‘Love is a careless child’

Love is a careless child   Her skin whiter than Winter snow and her trembling lips of soft pink tempted the fearless man.   His boldness lacked the confident of his youth. He… Continue reading →

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