Tag Archive: Online Writing

Flesh and bones…

  Flesh and bones… (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain and I stood with so many victories. I… Continue reading →

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A witness to life…And a George Donaldson song.

A witness to life A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We must remember friends and family missed. I believe. When we speak or write about them. We bring them back to our hearts and our… Continue reading →

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O Captain! My Captain…

O Captain! My Captain.. I have known you as a clown, a doctor of love and kindness for the sick. The Poet who taught children to love words. You taught me the value… Continue reading →

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The mask..

The Mask… (I looked into the mirror and I saw a stranger. He wore a mask of the devil. Was I the devil or was the devil, I.) The mask she wore, wasn’t… Continue reading →

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Some river songs… And a beautiful Bishop Briggs song.

“Cecelia, be my love. Beautiful Cecelia. Please steal my thought and take me away to the Big Sur.  Let’s stay barefoot forever and leave the world behind us. You and me will dance… Continue reading →

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Kindness, we need.

Kindness, we need… In her eyes, I saw the sea, in her eyes, I saw the long Monterey beach, in her eyes. She had the figure of the Aphrodite, she had the voice… Continue reading →

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Torn angel..

Torn Angel… My  broken Angel.Please smile for me.Stay with me at the sea all night. Your world has fallen apart andyou don’t know right from wrong.Desperate acts had left you feelingdirty and insulated… Continue reading →

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Her beauty has not blinded me…

Her beauty has not  blinded me… She roamed like a old tom cat.Wearing her black clothing like a mask. She tied her hair up into a tight knot.  She don’t look boyish. Her… Continue reading →

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The midnight rendezvous…

 Midnight rendezvous…    Woman are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is morewonderful then to see a thousand artistic painting.”  My old heart and mind… Continue reading →

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Maybe love or just another sad lullaby to be written?

Maybe love? Or maybe just another lullaby to be written? (We must make the good days last forever my friend.) She had suppliant breasts, a wide beautiful smile and strong pale legs. She… Continue reading →

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