Why do we write? Why do we paint? Why do we create?
Why do we write? Why do we paint? Why do we create? ( April is poetry month. This is new poem number thirty.) The poet don’t cry. He write the misery of life… Continue reading
Why do we write? Why do we paint? Why do we create? ( April is poetry month. This is new poem number thirty.) The poet don’t cry. He write the misery of life… Continue reading
Old Painter at the beach boardwalk. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to listen to the old ones. Can enlighten the mind and heart. Old painter on the beach boardwalk Old man… Continue reading