THE PARABLE OF THE FLOWERS AND THE LOVELORN MAN coyotepoetrebloggedjedyoong The parable of the flowers and the lovelorn man.. She was a perfect beauty. She danced nightly on a stage in Killeen, Texas. … Continue reading
Last wish, first wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words never spoken. Burn the wanting heart. Last wish, first wish.. Those wishing well wishes and the butterfly kisses of memories.Leave me yearning for… 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