The wisp/the kiss, the memory…
The wisp/the kiss, the memory. The Long Island ice tea. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part one. The wisp/ the kiss, the memory. The Long Island ice… Continue reading
The wisp/the kiss, the memory. The Long Island ice tea. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part one. The wisp/ the kiss, the memory. The Long Island ice… Continue reading
With open eyes.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Closed eyes can’t see nothing. With open eyes.. I love the girl who can see beyond the lies. I love the girl who can watch the… Continue reading
Lady Winchilsea- Anne Finch poetry and my words of appreciation. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I fell in love with their work tonight. I wrote a poem for her. Song The nymph in vain… Continue reading
Goodbye my lover… I walked to my lover with the liar’s moon above. It was a warm German Fall night, and I walked 20 miles to get to her. I went to say… Continue reading