Dark days of Texas-Tammy’s understanding

Dark days of Texas- Tammy’s understanding A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter.                       Dark days of Texas-Tammy’s understanding Tammy held silence for one hour and she went to Shirley. She asked… Continue reading

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As I walked leaving my footprints

Originally posted on Tender Chaos:
Standing on the wet sand soaked by the sea I looked at the sky which was kissing the sea in the horizon All I could see was three…

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Like a dew drop to the flower petals

Originally posted on Tender Chaos:
He lay there on my lap while I brushed my fingers through his hair he kept gazing on to the TV that played music at times looking at…

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Soir d’été / Summer Forever

Amazing poetry my friend. I had to read twice and I want to read again.

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Naiad

Originally posted on Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings:
? ? ? Her soul’s secret song shimmers, she shares it gently leads him, calls to him from the river, where brave rush,…

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“Damn the ancient Gods.”

Damn the ancient Gods Pretty lady laid bare in heart and soul watching the sun fall into the sea. She looked at me and told me. “Damn the gods who hate love. They… Continue reading

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Departure.

Please read and enjoy the work of a amazing writer. HEALTH | INSPIRATION Liberatedinto the haven of a mausoleumlies a dove deceived-its tattered pinionsa reminder of a pledge riven a reverie taintedan innocencebetrayed. Save… Continue reading

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us

Originally posted on t h r o u g h / h e r / e y e s:
with you, it’s more than just hanging out in coffee shops it’s more than just watercolor…

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Dark days of Texas- Killers are made.

Dark days of Texas- Killers are made. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry New chapter Two-pistol Tammy and Double shot Shirley were at Shirley’s friend homestead. They hated Austin, Texas. Shirley told Old man… Continue reading

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The red dress-ranging water

The raging water — — I saw your laying bare skin alone in our king size bed and I’m  writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the… Continue reading

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