The missing pieces…
The missing pieces A Poem by Coyote Poetry Fragrance 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 Poetry Fragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad. … Continue reading
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest… American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud… Continue reading
Everybody knows.. New world isn’t so easy. Each day, more people walking the line of homelessness. Do we eat? Do we buy gas? Do we pay our rent? A dollar bill became useless… Continue reading