September 26th – More Advice

Originally posted on Seclusion 101 with AnneMarie:
My sister Lorraine sent me this post yesterday. I am not sure it is (all) advice that I would take but I think it is cool that…

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Hands of stone….

Hands of stone… Life is hard. Gentleness is rare. We must work and work to keep up. My hands are tire and body holding pain, but  life is fair my friend. Love make… Continue reading

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The raging water…

The raging water…. I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m  writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body near.… Continue reading

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Soft shoulder and tender lips…

Soft shoulder and tender lips A Poem by Coyote PoetryBeautiful artwork can create beautiful poetry.                 ( Thank you Tumblr   for the photo oskaro)                                Soft shoulder… Continue reading

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The lucky one…

The lucky one A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe gift of love. No more honored gift.                                The lucky one… She offered me a smile and a hello.I was besieged by her beauty.She asked me… Continue reading

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You cross my mind in the midnight hours….

The dance… Love is a wild dance.Make us hold on tightly deep into the midnight hour.Holding the embrace and honoring the sweet kiss.The breaking dawn begin to create separation.The once perfect dance because… Continue reading

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A Common-Place Jotting: Corrie ten Boom

Corrie Ten Boom- a brave woman, a angel. Her family gave-up everything to save many.

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Turn, turn, turn and beautiful Judy Collins singing.

Turn, turn, turn…. The old poet sang a lullaby.Sensual woman whispered to me once.Come live with me and be my lover.I will be your salvation and you will be my rock to keep… Continue reading

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Tattoos…

tattoos A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld stories become better with time.                               Tattoos… My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos? I smiled… Continue reading

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The last man standing…

The last man standing A Poem by Coyote PoetryNot a happy story. A story to create logic and questions my friend.                                The last man standing…   Last person standing…. (Will the last man… Continue reading

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