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https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/09/heritageday.jpeg South Africa: Heritage Day 2021. The Winds of Africa. A poem by Afzal Moolla. I am the winds of Africa. I am the winds whispered to by…
Bang, bang…. I met her at the Stray Cat lounge. She sat alone and her eyes were deadly and hazel green. The bartender told me. Johnnie, she is a wild cat. Can’t tame… Continue reading
Two shots of happy, one shot of sad…. I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places. But we danced on the thread of real words. We were… Continue reading
I am here… Loneliest man in the bar, drinking alone. He told the smoking cigarette and the empty whiskey glass, you knew the ending at the beginning. A soft hand touched his shoulder,… Continue reading
Delia A Poem by Coyote Poetrylove can be sweet.. Love can damn us (The name Delia is of Greek origin. The meaning of Delia is “visible”. It is also of English origin, where its meaning… Continue reading
