The lake song…
The lake song.. I told her. I apology sweet Alison. Somewhere in time, the flowing river of love was murdered. I do not blame no-one. I have accepted my place. I have my… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: September, 2024
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I need you, I don’t need you…
I need you, I don’t need you.. Damn if you do, damn if you don’tPerfect beautiful girl came to me in the midnight hour. Eyes of hazel green, robust and young body demanding… Continue reading
You can’t always get what you want…
You can’t always get what you want.. Johnnie and Susanna were singing the Roller Stone song. ” You can’t always get what you want, but sometimes we get what we need. Me and… Continue reading
What will be left?
What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to show concern and be kind to Nature. Before she disappears.” What will be left? I took my children to the lake… Continue reading
Beautiful faces and passionate kisses…
Beautiful faces and passionate kisses. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be young in heart. Willing to rebirth love and desire everyday of an life.” Beautiful faces and passionate kisses.. When the… Continue reading
She serene me with the sweet words of love…
She serene me with the sweet words of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words of love leave us weak and needing more.” She serene me with the sweet words of love.. Sometime… Continue reading
Dear Michigan..
Dear Michigan —-Treasure memories Dark taverns, strong drink and I’m thinking of you.Pretty Austin, Texas girl with strawberry red hair sitting near me.She smelled like you. She smell like Summer flowers and free… Continue reading
My Summer day wish, my Fall moon blessing.
My Summer day wish, my Fall moon blessing ————————————————————————————————————————- In your eyes, I saw the sea, I saw a miracle in those eyes of golden brown, you took my hands and I knew.… Continue reading
When love is near…
When love is near.. You and I, we love the Big Sur. We wanderlust her from sea to the hidden waterfall. I loved your sly kisses at the River Inn and the long… Continue reading
Father never cried..
Father never cried… My father drank his rum and coke every night. As a child, I accepted his want to find peace in the rum. I would sit with him and I saw… Continue reading