Andrea…
Andrea.. I remembered dear Andrea. A lovely Michigan gal, once was kind to my young heart. I wrote into a notebook. “Time has pass us by, old wounds don’t hurt so badly. Old… Continue reading
Andrea.. I remembered dear Andrea. A lovely Michigan gal, once was kind to my young heart. I wrote into a notebook. “Time has pass us by, old wounds don’t hurt so badly. Old… Continue reading
My eyes adored you.. I learn we are made of places and pieces. We are a puzzle being built slowly by time and memories. Old men think too much and the what if?… Continue reading
The wisp/the kiss, the memory. The Long Island ice tea. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part one. The wisp/ the kiss, the memory. The Long Island ice… Continue reading
With open eyes.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Closed eyes can’t see nothing. With open eyes.. I love the girl who can see beyond the lies. I love the girl who can watch the… Continue reading
Lady Winchilsea- Anne Finch poetry and my words of appreciation. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I fell in love with their work tonight. I wrote a poem for her. Song The nymph in vain… Continue reading
Goodbye my lover… I walked to my lover with the liar’s moon above. It was a warm German Fall night, and I walked 20 miles to get to her. I went to say… Continue reading
Could you? could we? Was a beautiful Michigan Summer day and I held her hand. We walked the circle at Lake St. Clair and she asked me. Could you, could we? Outrun the… Continue reading
Lady bug wishes… My dear Ojibwa grandmother told me. If a ladybug lands on you. You can make a wish. Only one. I told my grandchildren. If you see a butterfly dancing in… Continue reading
The poet’s eyes, the lover’s song… A pretty lady glided across the room to me. Her eyes inflamed with the hunger for a dance, sweets words and some kisses. I told her. Dear… Continue reading
Words, never spoken… Last two years been very hard. 2020 and 2021, I lost many to cancer and to sickness. Today I miss their voices and I yearn to talk to them again.… Continue reading