The wisp, the kiss, the memory. Youth flies away..
The wisp/ the kiss, the memory. Youth flies away. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter two. … Continue reading
The wisp/ the kiss, the memory. Youth flies away. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter two. … Continue reading
The wisp/the kiss, the memory. The Long Island ice tea. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new series of short poetry. Part one. The wisp/ the kiss,… Continue reading
On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote PoetryTalk softly, be kind. Love is tender and soft. Can be broken like a butterfly wings.) On the thread of a word…. … Continue reading