Painted memories…
Painted memories…. My lovely Liz, my beautiful Elizabeth.I have so many canvases of us.You and I.Mirror reflections finding proper place.I have told the midnight hour.I need the honey kiss of a perfect beauty.… Continue reading
Painted memories…. My lovely Liz, my beautiful Elizabeth.I have so many canvases of us.You and I.Mirror reflections finding proper place.I have told the midnight hour.I need the honey kiss of a perfect beauty.… Continue reading
Mirrored soul A Poem by Coyote Poetry One day, we know, who we are” Mirrored soul… The half-drunk poet told… Continue reading
We become, who we supposed to be…. Chapter one.. I befriended a 30-30 once. I cleaned her five-time daily and I drank the Johnnie Walker whiskey. I wrote dead-man poetry and I didn’t… Continue reading