‘The feather’
The feather A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words create by beautiful photos The feather Once I wanted to be king of the world. I wanted wealth and things… Continue reading
The feather A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words create by beautiful photos The feather Once I wanted to be king of the world. I wanted wealth and things… Continue reading
My Joan of Arc She painted her make-up upon perfect skin. She turned to me and she told me . “I need my war face tonight. I rarely show my real face to… Continue reading
Originally posted on Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog – Isis Tratum:
Gathering the clouds 21 February 2018 Courtesy Christian Schloe ? Dream catcher Weaving in moonlight Steadfast light Strange the night The bride clad…
Wild horses- Chapter two A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter Wild horse- part two Johnnie ordered some more wine. He asked for some Ambrosia wine. The waitress smiled and she told… Continue reading
I hate you, I love you I try to escape you. I try to flee your memory. I repeat secret words in hidden places in my mind. I hate you, I love you.… Continue reading