“My earth, our earth”

      My Earth, our Earth   What have we done to you? Beautiful Earth. We have destroyed the great forest, polluted the great seas and lakes Took ancient  people from their… Continue reading

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Poetry Street: The Mountains of Miracles | Poem by Ellie Rayne

Originally posted on The Stranger's Wall:
The Mountains of Miracles Feel the breeze, Make the tide go wider, See me as I spread my scarf, Wind blowing in alternate directions. She is…

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“Everything”

Everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry How much do we truly need?                                  Everything If I lost everything. Would  I become afraid? We live in a time. Where needing more and more is… Continue reading

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Paris in Spring

Beautiful artwork and words. Please read and enjoy the amazing Poet and writer.

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“Bittersweet goodbye”

Bittersweet goodbye A Poem by Coyote Poetry Goodbyes are necessary. Need closure to all things.     Bittersweet closure “I walk up to her house. I celebrated one year with this young woman. In… Continue reading

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“Utopia of the pen and the paper”

Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere.                               Utopia of the pen and the… Continue reading

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The Date

Originally posted on Gin and Tulips:
I met this girl – Ronnie, she called herself. She was far too pretty, too fragile to be a Ronnie, so I kept things formal with Veronica.…

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The calm before the storm

A amazing poem. Her good words can lead to better places. Please read and enjoy the talented writer.

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Naked, as I am found.

Originally posted on blossomsworld:
Wake me with your subtle mind, and fingers tracing curves they find. Let your roaming tongue beneath the blazing sun dance across my skin, here, now in heavenly sin. Take…

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Please show me you love me.

Please show me you love me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Please show me you love me   I was a bleeding man. Old wounds allowed to bleed to keep safe.… Continue reading

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