Remembering the fragrance of Winter.
Remembering the fragrance of Winter A Poem by Coyote Poetry A story Remembering the fragrance of Winter I had… Continue reading
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
(My father Jack Isaacs. Singing with the angels now) The old soldier Some of us had learn. The simple things are so damn sweet. The laughter of children, holding hands with love one’s… Continue reading
Swirl me in your mind I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading
The DISEASE Two strangers sat together in the Austin, Texas Jazz club. Discussing things that didn’t matter anymore. The woman looked at the man. She told him. “I was once… Continue reading
Secret places and hidden wishes I have been dreaming of you again my beautiful Liz. I saw your face today and I was driven to madness. I wanted to call you and… Continue reading
(My new story, myth and tale. Real life. Is it okay, story? Each character had great history, if you researched.) The Island- Part one A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A dream turned… Continue reading
Wild horses Wild horses- Introduction A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A writer and a painter discussing life and things. … Continue reading
Idyllic We shall know never-more, we shall know ever-more and we one day. We shall know nothing more. Once wise writer told us. Death, is when we become forgotten. Once brave… Continue reading
The rising sun, the falling moon A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for my new book. The Island. The rising sun, the falling moon Prettiest lady, I… Continue reading