Be a flexible branch than the dead roots…
Be a flexible branch than the dead roots A Story by Coyote PoetryI learn the past is gone and today actions matter, by a New Orleans Tarot card reader. Be the flexible branch… Continue reading
Be a flexible branch than the dead roots A Story by Coyote PoetryI learn the past is gone and today actions matter, by a New Orleans Tarot card reader. Be the flexible branch… Continue reading
The Raven and the Coyote A Story by Coyote PoetryA story. Some of my Ojibwa heritage coming out. The Raven and the Coyote…. The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken by the… Continue reading
tattoos A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld stories become better with time. Tattoos… My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos? I smiled… Continue reading
The Chelsea hotel A Poem by Coyote PoetryI went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Central Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark taverns at… Continue reading