Category Archive: poetry

Loycilla’s Canvas

Originally posted on Woke-Aholic :
Her beauty was sewn from the Same cloth as pheromones. She was one of only two pieces God ever painted by hand. Her eyes were intricate like A phoenix’s…

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“The sea and the chess game”

The sea and the chess game A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry from 1993 with a re-write                                The sea and the chess game Old Poet set-up the chess game and I… Continue reading

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Spring Seemed the Day When Love Came to Play

Originally posted on blossomsworld:
(By Michael J.Garland and Karen Hayward) My muse, my love, I give to you the very soul of my ink and the lifeblood of my page. Recto, verso…this blank…

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Her Dance

Originally posted on Mark Davis Author / Poet:
He plays She dances Men will fight To be the one Chosen tonight To feel the rhythm Body press Like liquid flows Beneath her dress Satisfy…

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“I serenaded to the paragon of beauty”

I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life                             I serenaded  to the paragon of… Continue reading

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Don’t We All Want To Be Naughty?

Amazing poetry by a talented writer. Please read and enjoy.

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Photo Wednesday

I wanted the Hemingway life. I attempted and I learn. War is shit and love is everything. I saw war and desruction. Today I seek laughter and love. Hemingway was right. Woman, drink… Continue reading

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Photo Wednesday

40 year old photos. Grandfather told me. You need to travel, test life and have fun. These are the needed memories for us in our old age.  Have many friends, never dwell on… Continue reading

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The Scholar

Originally posted on Miss AppleCat:
I am a soft cover novel There are riddles written on my skin I wonder as the wine flows will you raise a toast and cheers to the…

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Free

Originally posted on Poet's Corner:
? Throw your fears away! Their truths. Your lies. Out onto the starry sky! Out onto the open blue! The body politic– Whitman’s amorphous electric– With hallowed…

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