Bacchus wine and beautiful ladies
Bacchus wine and beautiful ladies Once I was free, once I didn’t slumber in living. I remember the sea, I remember barely dressed women dancing for the Pacific. The rhyme and song of… Continue reading
Bacchus wine and beautiful ladies Once I was free, once I didn’t slumber in living. I remember the sea, I remember barely dressed women dancing for the Pacific. The rhyme and song of… Continue reading
(Last person standing A Poem by Coyote Poetry Not a happy prose poem. A poem to create logic and question my friend.) Last person standing I had a bad dream. A… Continue reading
The hills and the Apache I had two bottles of strong tequila, a bag of some fresh lemons. I drove for three hours to the California… Continue reading
Roses and lovers “O my love, O my love. I said: Let me fall or stand, let me fall or stand, let me live or die, but this once hear me speak-… Continue reading
The stormy sea Life is like a burning candle, we can burn brightly or we can fade away to distance memory. I told my friend, I am too old to… Continue reading
The Water, Sky and the Earth. The long walk. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Finally adding to the chapters of one of my stories. The long walk “When death is close. Seconds… Continue reading
MAY 27, 2015 BY ANDREA 8 COMMENTS According to countless ancient ways of knowing, all plants possess a sacred spirit… …a spirit that goes well beyond, and vibrates deeper, than its physical constituents. It is… Continue reading