The missing pieces. Part one.
The missing pieces A Poem by Coyote PoetryFragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad. … Continue reading
The missing pieces A Poem by Coyote PoetryFragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad. … Continue reading
The faces of children.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry No-one wins in war. The winner celebrate and dead cannot speak no-more. The faces of war… I have seen the faces of the children and… Continue reading