The sea and memories. We need muses and sirens. Lead us to the unknown.
My siren A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we need beauty and mystery to keep our hope alive. My… Continue reading
My siren A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we need beauty and mystery to keep our hope alive. My… Continue reading
Originally posted on Oracle of Film:
I don’t know if I ever made this a common fact on my blog, but I am, in fact, a quarter Irish. I try to celebrate this…