December morning… The days of December are here. Kind earth is resting and we must become Winter people. The fire are burning and grandfathers must become the story tellers. He must entice the… 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
Ghost and shadows- chapter three A Chapter by Coyote PoetryChapter three.. Love find us, we do not find love—John Donne.) Ghost and shadows- part three…… Continue reading
Ghost and shadows… A Chapter by Coyote PoetryPart two… Ghost and shadows… Johnnie sat with Tanya. He loved seeing her face, the fire and… Continue reading
Two steps from hell… In a dark Gypsy carnival years ago. A beauty Gypsy woman told me once. You are two steps from hell. Hell is easy, seeking peace is the impossible task.… Continue reading
Two steps from hell- part two A Poem by Coyote PoetrySeek the good roads, seek the kind people. Two steps from hell- part two__ The walls…Damn the prison we create, damn the voices, telling… Continue reading