In the field of perfection…
In the field of perfection I wished upon the first star of the new night, I wished for warm Spring days, good drink, long days and warm kisses. I want… Continue reading
In the field of perfection I wished upon the first star of the new night, I wished for warm Spring days, good drink, long days and warm kisses. I want… Continue reading
Who am I now? 1992 2019 We are the same, we are different. I believe we want the same things and some of us want more and some of us want less. Some… Continue reading
Big Sur, California. Highway 80. Big Sur, California. Highway 80. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry I arrived in the California in early January of 1992. I returned from the war with the Army sending… Continue reading