‘If we make it through December’
If we make it through December Pretty Jenny was long-legged and sweet as the Fall honey. She loved the Texas two-step and I love having her body near. She was a Austin… Continue reading
If we make it through December Pretty Jenny was long-legged and sweet as the Fall honey. She loved the Texas two-step and I love having her body near. She was a Austin… Continue reading
“Letters, never send. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.” Letters, never send. Dear Juliette You told me often my Juliette, I was whimsical or not. Always wanting too much, always wanting… Continue reading
Originally posted on Purpose and Prose:
The Speaking Hummingbirds A hummingbird appeared to me three times today. An unusual occurrence, Perhaps decorated with significance. She paused in the sky, Reminding me that every…
The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is alive… Continue reading