Just whispers to the Lake Huron… You came to me in a yesterday memory and you told me Johnnie. Can’t wait no-more. You have too much to love and to embrace. I’m just… Continue reading
Love on the rocks.. (If we find love on a beautiful Spring day. Will our love grow to a field of wildflowers?) We drank, we stole and borrowed kisses and skin. Once our… Continue reading
ONE… ONE isn’t a lonely number. When 10,000 children in Kentucky stand as “ONE” against violence and guns . I was so proud of the children. And today. Our children are demanding the… Continue reading
The Big Water. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some mini-poetry. Ojibwa call the Great lakes. The Big Water. The Big water.. 1- The stirring of the quiet night wake my sleeping spirit. I have… Continue reading