Maybe Bukowski…
Maybe Bukowski? A Poem by Coyote PoetryYears ago. I met Bukowski in California. I didn’t know who he was, at the time. He read my work and he told me. Good stuff and we… Continue reading
Maybe Bukowski? A Poem by Coyote PoetryYears ago. I met Bukowski in California. I didn’t know who he was, at the time. He read my work and he told me. Good stuff and we… Continue reading
The White Cliffs of Dover— My father left my world in 2021 year. A WW2 veteran, he stood with his brothers. He went willingly and he knew the cost, could be. Today my… Continue reading
Just a dance in the cloud’s dear lover… Once I knew wanderlust, I wanted to swim in the seven seas, I wanted to find sacred places in our world, I wanted to dance in… Continue reading