Bare foot girls.
Do we create our place in our world? I have always loved the bare foot girls, shoeless girls can feel the sand or the grassy open fields with their tender feet. They don’t… Continue reading
Do we create our place in our world? I have always loved the bare foot girls, shoeless girls can feel the sand or the grassy open fields with their tender feet. They don’t… Continue reading
What is right, what is wrong? The orchards are blooming, my grandfather’s roses are almost ready. I sit near the river, drinking the black velvet whiskey alone and putting names into my Native… Continue reading
My great love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Pain of love lost must disappear into the wind. My great love.. Do we support to love but once? Where have my ancient lover’s gone?… Continue reading
She closed her eyes.. She closed her eyes. She was making wishes upon the first raising star in her mind. She was wandering to the wishing well in her dreams. She kept her… Continue reading
The portrait of you.. Phantom dreams led me to you. You were my illusion of perfection. I was flattered when you condemn me to loving you forever by a gesture of hello and… Continue reading