A Poet’s Cup

Originally posted on Bluejean Songster:
You have a calling as a poet It’s yours and you know it “Don’t miss your calling”, Grandma would say You turned your head and looked away She…

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A miracle…

A miracle A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words.                                 A miracle Pale skin, hazel eyes, I adore. Eloquence words we… Continue reading

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Idyllic places and time…

Idyllic places and time A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words.                           Idyllic places and time… The storyteller told the writers. We shall learn… Continue reading

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Sway….

Sway…. The Poet’s wish. Never sweet and never easy.  A dancing beauty moved with the song. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was the Hemingway’s… Continue reading

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Big Sur a-dreaming…

Big Surf a-dreaming…. A un-mark road with a small sign will lead you to a hidden beach on Highway 2. A small path will lead you to paradise. A beach not safe for swimming.… Continue reading

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Do for love….

Do for love….. Pretty words, long dances into the midnight hours, tasty kisses and warm embrace is what you are to me.Once we believe in nothing and today. You and I. Believe in the… Continue reading

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Russian Roulette….

Russian roulette…. Beautiful young woman danced on a stage on the border of Austin Texas,moving like a beautiful butterfly in the breeze.She held the attention of the men holding tightly to good whiskey… Continue reading

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Damn the ancient Gods…

Damn the ancient Gods A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words.      Damn the ancient Gods…. Pretty lady laid bare in heart and soul watching the sun fall into the sea.She looked at me and… Continue reading

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Just whispers to the Lake Huron….

Just whispers to the Lake Huron…. You came to me in a yesterday memory and you told me Johnnie. Can’t wait no-more. You have too much to love and to embrace. I’m just… Continue reading

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The rhyme of girls who skin their knees

Originally posted on TheFeatheredSleep:
She always knew she was a girl by the way older women treated her their higher standards expected than if she were a boy for boys … could climb…

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