What the children see..
What the children see… The children smile, the children laugh. Their eyes of wonder see a world of opportunities to test life, befriend many. A child doesn’t see color, the child doesn’t see… Continue reading
What the children see… The children smile, the children laugh. Their eyes of wonder see a world of opportunities to test life, befriend many. A child doesn’t see color, the child doesn’t see… Continue reading
Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age. Barefoot dreams.. I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance club… Continue reading
Trying to lose your memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry written in 1992 Trying to lose your memory.. I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of Monterey,… Continue reading
My muse.. You are love and I’m no-one. You came to me with haunting words awakening the want of love, dance and song.Your gentle voice awoke my dying spirit. Your kind words and … Continue reading
Love demand payment.. The gentle lover whispered. Remember me and I will remember you. We are creatures of delight. Need torrent nights and warm morning kisses. She begin to shave my face. Her… Continue reading