Category Archive: poetry

Mnemosyne or The Unexpected Death Of Virginia Woolf

Originally posted on Karen M Berr – Poetry & Video:
Here she is, here again, that woman you once were, that sum of memories you drowned in purple wine. The nostalgic beast who…

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“Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen”

Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen I loved downtown Austin, Texas. No-one is a stranger. Just people seeking good booze, music and opportunity. I like the comfort of a cigarette, Jack Daniels and time… Continue reading

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A oldie, but a good one. “I don’t remember how you look”

I don’t remember how you look A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time.                                 I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember how… Continue reading

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World

Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Jia Lu Where is my place in A black and white world? What can I wait from A colorless world? Who can I listen to in…

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Choices Made for Us 

Originally posted on Souldier Girl:
??Here we go Pretty spirits arranged in rows? Somehow we still end up alone I would say- wind me up like a doll And I’ll spin round and…

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Some Michigan poetry. “TLC”

Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love is given without the desire of reward.                                      Tender loving care She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the… Continue reading

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And These Are The Days of Hallelujah

Originally posted on Syl65's Blog:
“Let go of what you think you know. Something amazing happens when you let God and trust.” ― Tammy L. Kubasko ~ How magnificently you craft the…

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No More

Originally posted on Poems and Petals:
The spark between us Flickered and grew My obsession with you Knew no bounds Until that time you left With my heart Still firmly in your hands

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Traveling and rambling man

Traveling and rambling man Old Johnnie sat alone in the tavern in the city of Austin, Texas. Drinking Long Islands ice tea and accepted his time and place. He knew. You decide your… Continue reading

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“Souvenirs”

Souvenirs A Poem by Coyote Poetry The odd things we hold special in old age.                      Souvenirs. A old box filled with simple gifts. Shiny stones from the Big Surf. Sea shells… Continue reading

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