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“Just words”

Just words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Write, write and write some more. Our words outlast our memory. There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and… Continue reading

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We must know our world-Write, think and know

Write, write and write some more “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” ― Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings “There is nothing to writing.… Continue reading

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Please kiss me

Please kiss me She had waited a thousand days for him. War and confusion had made their love wait.  They shared a 100 letters. Each letter adding to a bond that could not… Continue reading

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Sad brown eyes

Sad brown eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love should bring joy. Not sadness.                                        Sad brown eyes A brown eye angel is crying… Continue reading

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Poetry and thoughts

The great Poet “Thomas Nashe” poetry and some of my words. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we read a Poet or Writer from the past. We give them life again. A Litany… Continue reading

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She serene me

She serene me with the sweet words of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words of love leave us weak and needing more.                                 She serene me with the sweet words of love… Continue reading

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-The dance

The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could of… Continue reading

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Just words

Just words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Write, write and write some more. Our words outlast our memory. There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and… Continue reading

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Pryde Foltz verbal poetry is amazing.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YLQUUfUYG70   © 2015 Pryde Foltz

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One of my favorites –Spin the bottle

Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age.                      Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. Told me. “Damn if… Continue reading

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