Black roses A Poem by Coyote PoetryEasy to be cold, hard to be kind. Black roses… Cynthia, eyes of stone… Continue reading
Teach hate or teach love? A Poem by Coyote Poetry My Afternoon thoughts. When we teach our children love and hate in the same conversation. Did we teach the children well? Hate and love… Continue reading
Just a dance in the clouds 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 the clouds with… Continue reading