Medusa
Originally posted on Allison Marie Conway:
He writes poetry about the moon drifting toward empty space, the words are vacuous but he insists that by repeating them they become something most profound. He…
Originally posted on Allison Marie Conway:
He writes poetry about the moon drifting toward empty space, the words are vacuous but he insists that by repeating them they become something most profound. He…
Remembering the fragrance of Winter A Poem by Coyote Poetry A story Remembering the fragrance of Winter I had… Continue reading
I will waltz and sing with the angels I wrote some names down to paper, each name were kind mentors to me. In quiet prayers, I pray to sit with them again, talk… Continue reading
Originally posted on Diary of a would-be novelist:
My husband and I started dating in 1991. We’ve recently celebrated our Silver Wedding Anniversary – that’s a long time together and a long time…