The tarot cards…
We can learn things in the strangest places on this planet. The tarot cards… I went to an old dark carnival on a hidden road outside of Sarajevo.I have been having a… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Writing
A story. Last chapter. She wanted Paris and I wanted her..
La petite mort, Little death -She wanted Paris and I wanted her. (Chapter eleven.) Katie got up and went to the window. The city was lite-up. Her nude body seems dreamy and perfect… Continue reading
A long tale. She wanted Paris and I wanted her.
(A eroic tale-adult reading) Chapter one.. She wanted Paris and I wanted her… Her eyes like dancing stars exploding into the night sky. Her soft hand holding mine tightly. She whispered, “You promised me… Continue reading
We will accept less and forget who we were.
We will accept less and forget who we were.. Mother Winter is here. I have driven 2500 miles to come home to Detroit. I came home for many reasons. I needed the kindness… Continue reading
The poet, the dancer and the artist..
The poet, the dancer and the artist. A Story by Coyote PoetryWe need more friends and good conversation.. The poet, the dancer and the artist…… Continue reading
The twisted dance of love…
The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. A rewrite from December, 1988. The twisted dance of love.. (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in the… Continue reading
Stitches.. And a amazing Leonard Cohen song.
Stitches… I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight good bye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I… Continue reading
Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart..
Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart… She was so damn pretty and she moved through life like a panther in the free forest on the hunt. Her eyes were black as coal and… Continue reading
The dream surfer…
The dream surfer.. In the prettiest dreams, in the most beautiful places and the sweetest days. The dream surfer can find and again know. Once upon a midnight dream, the yearning heart seek… Continue reading
A beautiful girl..
A beautiful girl.. She danced a circle dance for the moon and the stars.Her hair flowed freely in the warm nightly breeze.I told the kind moon, thank you for sending me the gift… Continue reading