I will care of you…

Don’t ask for less…

Don’t ask for less… Echoes of memories and voices dances in my head. Beautiful faces and places are alive and well in sweet dreams. The furious Winter rage allow me time to travel… Continue reading →

Blood laced pen…

My September love…

Dearest Cheryl prayed to the stars for the crying moon.

Love is love. Let’s be kind to each other.

The September song…

Autumn days…

Autumn days A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some words.                                                   … Continue reading →

Jazzy Sunday.. Sleepless nights..