Remember who you are…
Please remember who you were… I saw a old friend sitting alone in a Austin, Texas at the coffee shop. Her eyes looking down at the table and her coffee, hiding her sorrow.… Continue reading
Please remember who you were… I saw a old friend sitting alone in a Austin, Texas at the coffee shop. Her eyes looking down at the table and her coffee, hiding her sorrow.… Continue reading
The November song… A Poem by Coyote Poetry A Lake St. Clair prayer. The November song.. I told the Winter sky, I am in the November of my life. I asked the Lake St.… Continue reading
Two steps from hell- part two __The walls… Damn the prison we create, damn the voices, telling us lies. I want to ascend from the locked door, the cold white walls. I want… Continue reading