“The canvas of love”

The canvas of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is real art. We must use our imagination, draw out plans. Touch with gentle movements create emotion that will expand to great… Continue reading

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“Parable of Celia”

Parable of Celia She sat alone by the peaceful lake. Her pale legs and bare feet being sun-kissed by the late Spring sun.  She was wearing a sun dress of white showing soft… Continue reading

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Susana Chavez Castillo-I remember you.

  “Susana Chavez Dear poet. You are not forgotten. Real life create hard times and true words. You wrote the truth and pay with everything. You will sit with the honored Poets and… Continue reading

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“Mademoiselle from September”

Originally posted on Signs Sighs Sights:
“Mademoiselle From September”, 2016, Yuriy Ku Drop September 24, 2016 Tonight I thought I’ve finally finished that painting. Though I could not still name it. It worried…

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“The coming storm”

  The coming storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                                   The coming storm. Her lustful glances left me condemned to fall into the harmony of her smile. She was a rare… Continue reading

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“Truth or dare”

Truth or dare A Poem by Coyote Poetry Take no chances. Have no adventures.                                   Truth or dare Life, my friend. An odd game that no-one can win. I do like the game… Continue reading

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Masterpiece.

Originally posted on Literature Is My Porn:
Colour me With the tips Of your fingers- Paint my lips With the hope That lingers On your own- Brush my cheeks With brilliant hues Of…

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“These Words have been Sown”….by Linda Willows

Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.

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“You cross my mind in the midnight hours”

You cross my mind in the midnight hours A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is a wild dance. Leave us holding tightly. Hoping forever with the breaking dawn ready to end the perfect… Continue reading

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“Bad to the bones”

Bad to the bones A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good music took me to good days and places. Bad to the bones (Written in 1989 rewritten today) I’m going crazy. I don’t know… Continue reading

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