‘My ambrosia’
My Ambrosia Exposed legs, open bottle of wine and the dust of the day is a-coming. You have waited for me. You sat near the window and swam in deep thoughts. I wondered… Continue reading
My Ambrosia Exposed legs, open bottle of wine and the dust of the day is a-coming. You have waited for me. You sat near the window and swam in deep thoughts. I wondered… Continue reading
Saving Amber- part three A Chapter by Coyote Poetry New chapter Saving Amber- part three Amber told Coyote her story and she described her dreams. Even as a child, the monsters haunted… Continue reading
Cocoa beach I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. “Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa beach and I’m very lonely. I need a friend.” … Continue reading
One more time Should I stay or should I go? Should we create a fire, we cannot put out. I whispered sweet baby, just one more time. Just one more kiss and… Continue reading
Saving Amber Coyote and his baby coyotes were looking for a monster. His friend Amber been having dreams she was being chased by a demon. She thought he was Pennywise. I knew Pennywise… Continue reading
The song of the living The song of the living, the song of the dead Songs sung to celebrate life and death. I knew a Scotland beauty. She was… Continue reading
Wonderful and powerful thoughts by a talented writer. “Words do not pay for my dead people.” Shall we talk about it awhile while we travel the miles of defiled land slaughtered animals murdered… Continue reading
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Port Austin Port Austin, in the thumb of Michigan. Touched by Lake Huron. A gathering for the people who love the lakes and the privacy of the small city and the kind people.… Continue reading
Saving Amber Coyote and his baby coyotes were looking for a monster. His friend Amber been having dreams she was being chased by a demon. She thought he was Pennywise. I knew… Continue reading