Sin, gin and skin
Sin, gin and skin We were the Tuesday night poets, we shared words with the writers and the poets, we shared words with the lonely at the Irish tavern at Pacific Grove.… Continue reading
Sin, gin and skin We were the Tuesday night poets, we shared words with the writers and the poets, we shared words with the lonely at the Irish tavern at Pacific Grove.… Continue reading
You are my story Pretty wishes, savored dreams are you. I have loved you always, I love you in the morning light, I loved you when you dance for the midnight moon… Continue reading
(You can’t return from where you left. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem from 1993 with a re-write) You can’t return from where you left (A Poet, is one, who… Continue reading