Category Archive: poetry

–Come live with me and be my love

Come live with me and be my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry I stole a line from the great writer Christopher Marlowe                                       Come live with me and be my love (Come… Continue reading

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In This Fresh Forever Air

Originally posted on Charissa's Grace Notes:
after a storm the air scrubbed and electric and crackling with ancient newness, fresh like a goddess reborn in wonder and at home moves across my…

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Jennifer

Jennifer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I found the poem in a 25-year-old journal. Had to re-written.   Jennifer I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown Monterey in early… Continue reading

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All winds are howling

Originally posted on Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog – Isis Tratum:
All winds are howling (Translation of Arabic Haïkus called رياح تعوي ) September 3, 2015 Courtesy awesometattoosphotos com329.blogspot.com The trees are bending While I…

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Come Age of the Heart Wisdom

Originally posted on Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog – Isis Tratum:
Come Age of the Heart Wisdom 5 September 2015 Courtesy kiyo on fineart.com Courtesy Mariska Karto . Darkness will bend back Towards the…

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Kiss me

Kiss me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just word create by good song. . Kiss me She had waited a thousand days for him. War and confusion had made their love wait.  They… Continue reading

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Sunset Prisoner

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

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Moments

Originally posted on Poems and Petals:
There were moments when I loved And moments when I cried Moments of truth And moments of deceit There were moments I tried to cling to And…

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–The damn and the foolish

The Damns and the foolish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Austin, Texas bars bring the best of people together   The Damns and the Foolish The ways and means committee at the local… Continue reading

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Must know misery to appreciate life.—Angels, muses and sirens

Angels, muses and sirens. A Story by Coyote Poetry There are good and bad death. I recommend you pick the proper one.   Angels, muses and sirens. “Death did not beat me. I… Continue reading

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