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Secret love and hidden memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Someone today told me. Write a new poem. Here it is.                           Secret love and hidden memory. I saw her face today. Made… Continue reading

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For Poetry month-The word-man

The word-man. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need people to desire peace before we cross a line of no return. Many years ago. In 1991 to 1993. I would read my poetry on… Continue reading

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-I have loved and I lost myself

I have loved and I lost myself   A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for love.                                  I have loved and lost myself Do you know how it feels to be upon… Continue reading

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Do you want to climb?

Originally posted on The Wanderer's Thoughts…:
I don’t want to climb the highest peak of Mount Everest I don’t want to swim towards the deepest end of the turquoise sea I don’t…

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Whisper

Originally posted on Eyes + Words:
Written by Jacob Ibrag He wished to whisper his soul into her lips. To fill the shallow depths of  her footsteps with purpose. To be what she had…

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-Wisp of the night

Wisp of the night A Poem by Coyote Poetry Used a paragraph by a Poet name Arsh. I hope you like. Wisp of the night What have we become. We have become stranger… Continue reading

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_Sweet bondage

Sweet bondage. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of beauty. Elixir of the sweet kiss and to get lost in the eye of the woman with the sea in her clear blue… Continue reading

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Some Amy Winehouse and a poem

Will you still love me tomorrow A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song create words and thoughts. Will you still me tomorrow Beautiful Jenni told me. “Baby, two highways can never be one.… Continue reading

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A Spring poem and poem for beauty

Dear Spring You have teased me with the warm days. Kind Spring, you are still hiding from me. The flowers are still hiding deep into the soil. I understand nature. Spring will come… Continue reading

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“AUTUMN’S BOSOM”

Originally posted on Ellie belfiglio:
… Full of grief, my eyes cry To see the coquettish nature’s plot So it wouldn’t see my eyes full of tears The sign of regret or despair……

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