World Refugee Day!

Originally posted on Purplerays:
World Refugee Day is on June 20 every year, spearheaded by The United Nations Refugee Agency  to raise awareness of the plight of refugees. This year’s theme is#StepWithRefugees —which draws…

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Healing Circles for Writing

Originally posted on A World Made Out of Stories:
The latest from the class I’m taking with Wendy Brown-Baez. Where does serenity come from?The still center not one single breath away from where…

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Did I do, all I could do?

Did I do all, I could do, in the time I was given? (For the dear singer Joey, her memory still bring tears to my eyes)   Dear lord, I am getting so… Continue reading

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Idyllic places

(Idyllic place and time A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.)   Idyllic place and time   The storyteller told the writers. We shall learn that life is Summer and Winter, spring and… Continue reading

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“Two shots of happy, one shot of sad.”

Two shots of happy, one shot of sad   I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places, but we danced on the thread of real words. We… Continue reading

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Big Sur a-dreaming

(Big Sur a-dreaming. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a trip. You are invited. Most beautiful and peaceful place. Big Sur, Ca.)   Big Sur a-dreaming.            … Continue reading

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“The intoxication kiss”

The intoxicating kiss   The wine, the songs and the foolishness. These three temptations make me shred my wisdom and my logic. Her intoxication kiss made me know great madness and I needed… Continue reading

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“The waltz of the Angels”

The waltz of the Angels   I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming, Sunday morning is a-coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a… Continue reading

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Happy or sad?

Happy or sad?   Pretty poet asked, Monterey dark poet, are you drinking by the sea tonight?   He looked at her pretty face and he whispered.   The sea is kind, always… Continue reading

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Remembering the fragrance of Winter

Remembering the fragrance of Winter   I had lived the soldier life. The warm days of Spring did not bring love. The lucky sought the rendezvous with the sweetness of love when the… Continue reading

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