Softly we go… Softly we go, you and me. We had danced in many dangerous storms and we want more. Baby sweet, honey, my love. We need shoeless days, we need to hear… Continue reading
Barefoot girl… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Nothing as beautiful as a woman who is barefoot, dancing with the sea and happy. Barefoot girl.. Prettiest girl in Iron Mountain told me. Let’s find the… 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
She was a Spring day and I was a winter storm… She words a pendant of tourmaline on her neck and she never wore shoes. She adored the sea and she loved watching… Continue reading