The heartstrings..
The heartstrings. She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasseswith soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes.He knew she was playing him like… Continue reading
The heartstrings. She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasseswith soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes.He knew she was playing him like… Continue reading
Dancing Coyote
The fray- part two- Dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Been dreaming poetry. A poem for the book. The island. The fray- You. He remembers a warm Summer day, he remembered… Continue reading
What is God? A Poem by Coyote Poetry God is in our heart. In what we say and do. God is not found in the church. It is how we look at life and… Continue reading
Savior.. Sweet blue eyes girl told me.“You ask for so little.We have so much to give and we open up the desire love so rarely.Love can be a sweet treasure.You can be someone… Continue reading
Pathfinder A Poem by Coyote Poetry We look in many places for what we need and want. Most times what we need is in front of our face. Pathfinder.. There are many way… Continue reading