You are my Spring time…

You are my Spring time…. (Johnnie need a warm day. So I will write a Spring poem.) Cold days and colder nights, heavy clothing burden, I shall forget. You stand in the April… Continue reading

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The lovemaking

Originally posted on MY VALIANT SOUL:
The hem of my body is paper and my tongue- the silk threads of ice cubes The night spreads its monotonous tone under my moan the voices…

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Coyote’s quotes and a T.S. Eliot poem.

“This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang but a whimper..” T.S. Eliot “My grandfather told me often, one day, the teacher will become the student. The student will become the teacher.” “Once my dear grandmother… Continue reading

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The dream surfer…..

 The dream surfer… In the prettiest dreams, in the most beautiful places and the sweetest days. The dream surfer can find and again know. Once upon a midnight dream, my yearning heart sought… Continue reading

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Le Temps Qui Me Reste

Originally posted on Steps To Confidence:
Le temps qui me reste Je regarde l’étendue devant moiEt je tremble,J’ai si peur du temps qu’il me resteTout ce temps sans toiCombien long me sembleComme un…

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Wrapped Up in You

Originally posted on Life Lessons From Around the Dinner Table:
sometimes i sit at this window and stare at this tree and think of the life it might have known – the nurturing…

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Gypsy soul…

Gypsy soul….                                   Once,  I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was… Continue reading

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Love behold, love be bold…

Love behold, love be bold A Poem by Coyote PoetryPoetry for the new book, The island.                                  Love behold,… Continue reading

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The ivory lighthouse (2019 Re-post)

Originally posted on The world according to RedCat:
Re-post comment:Time for another Wandering the Archives Wednesday. Today’s been filled with writing stories. So I decided to share one of the first I wrote…

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The Scarborough fair…

Scarborough fair…. I once dance with the prettiest gal at the Scarborough fair. I told her, I wanted to marry her and to make her smile every day of her life. She smiled… Continue reading

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