I don’t remember
I don’t remember how you look A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time. I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember how… Continue reading
Daily Archive: October 6, 2017
My Winter love
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words My Winter love Pretty German girl whispered to me sweet and tender words at the German tavern. Dear Johnnie. Only wine become better… Continue reading
A Call For Kindness
Originally posted on Histories and Mysteries:
? “As America figures this all out, I’ll be holding doors for strangers, letting people cut in front of me in traffic, saying good morning, being patient…