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The portrait of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words imickeyd:(Thank you Tumblr) Nicole – Peter Coulson The portrait of you Phantom dreams led me to you. You were my illusion of… Continue reading
The portrait of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words imickeyd:(Thank you Tumblr) Nicole – Peter Coulson The portrait of you Phantom dreams led me to you. You were my illusion of… Continue reading
Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and embrace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Best days of a life. When love is being born. Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and embrace. My beautiful enchantress.… Continue reading
You are fire and I’m wood. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “You are fire and I’m wood.” Thank you the great Poet Virgil for these words. You are fire and I’m wood…… Continue reading
Delicate wings A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people are more tender than others Delicate wings… Beautiful Liz. Allowed me in. Her word and beauty memorized me. Woman who strip down their… Continue reading
Unaccompanied and Unacceptable A Poem by Poppy Ruth Silver Written after learning the Conservative party voted against the UK accepting 3000 unaccompanied child refugees from Syria… Like baggage they are discarded no-one’s problem… Continue reading
Souvenirs A Poem by Coyote Poetry The odd things we hold special in old age. Souvenirs. A old box filled with simple gifts. Shiny stones from the Big Surf. Sea… Continue reading
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… Continue reading
I love you, I love you, I love you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Please listen to the song. I love you, I love you, I love you I love you, I… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you looked. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories dance in my head. I don’t remember how you looked. I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue,… Continue reading
Midnight rendezvous Woman are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is more wonderful then to see a thousand artistic painting.” My old heart and mind… Continue reading