We must mend and alter..
We must mend and alter A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is hard. Needs time to heal and to be reborn again. Mend and alter.. Life is simple my friends.There is consequences for… Continue reading
We must mend and alter A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is hard. Needs time to heal and to be reborn again. Mend and alter.. Life is simple my friends.There is consequences for… Continue reading
We danced for the stars .. Was a Texas hot Summer night and you wore your black dress and dancing shoes. I was drinking the Long Island teas since 6 pm and you arrived… Continue reading
The ladies were goddesses, dancing for desperate men. He watched the dancers, going from silky pantie and bra to bare skin. He wrote in his journal. “Perfume ladies, bare skin and fake smiles.… Continue reading
Empty cups.. In another lifetime. We danced, we drank and we loved. Once filled cup became half-empty and we accepted less. Once we entwined our dreams and lives. Now strangers, we became. Today… Continue reading