Category Archive: poetry

“RAINY LIFE”

Originally posted on Ellie belfiglio:
… What is return? Is it the end of a turn; Or the beginning of hurt; Or is it a rebirth? … And here and there; A fake…

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The rising sun

The rising sun   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                           The rising sun I sat in the New Orleans in 1996. I liked New… Continue reading

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Sad

Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Richard Johnson You are so far now, You even don’t see my smiles The violin is sad. Will you leave your island And come to the…

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Some Texas poetry-Sacrificial meal

Sacrificial meal A Poem by Coyote Poetry I spend five years in Texas. I learn Texas woman had no fear and they knew how to have some fun. Warning This Poem is rated… Continue reading

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“Eat, Pray, Love”

Amazing logic in the talented writer words. Please read and enjoy.

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_Am I dead or alive?

Am I dead or alive? A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem found. Written 1987.                              Am I dead or alive? Describe emotion. Describe love. Describe pain. For every beautiful moment. Must… Continue reading

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#FlintWaterCrisis

Originally posted on 99TiLInfinity:
In April of 2014 Flint, Michigan switched it’s water supply from the usual Lake Huron to the polluted Flint River. The state of Michigan had taken over the city…

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-She kissed me once and once only.

She kissed me once and once only A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read the great Writer Jack London again. Gave me some positive motivation. You must read “When God laugh.”                           She… Continue reading

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-The sweet red wine

Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible.                                    Sweet red wine It was early fall. The sweet new… Continue reading

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Wildest Dreams

Originally posted on Confessions of an Island Girl:
What is knowing when not knowing? What is sensing, when not factual? What is feeling when it stands in the face of logic? Perhaps this…

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