The Fall sweet honey..
The Fall sweet honey> Beautiful as the rising Summer sun,sweet and kind like the fresh Fall Michigan sweet honey.She told me, if you want me.Must leave your tomb and find me, a divided… Continue reading
Daily Archive: October 8, 2024
A miracle..
(A miracleA Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words.) A miracle.. Pale skin, hazel eyes andeloquence words we shared. You confessed small secrets,I told you some. I savored your words andwe longed and learned. To… Continue reading
She used to love me a lot..
She used to love me a lot.. I saw my ancient love and she was drinking the whiskey straight, sitting alone at the Purgatory Inn in Ann Arbor. I told the waitress, send… Continue reading
Please come to me…
Please come home to me I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful. The Pacific ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day. I… Continue reading
I am going to California..
I am going to California…. I wrote down on a napkin at the Pier in Monterey. “You can’t go back and you can’t kill the memories.” I was young once and I loved… Continue reading
Just meat and tales of kisses…
Just meat and tales of kisses A Poem by Coyote Poetry Quotes from Jack London book “When God laughs“ “Well, I have. He was like this beefsteak. You an’ me is eatin’. It was once steer cavortin’ over… Continue reading
Rebirth..
Rebirth A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people desire a rebirth in new places. I wonder do we change? Rebirth… Old Johnnie drinking the cheap Honduras rum.Told the two pretty Honduras girls at his table.If… Continue reading
We were just men and women..
We were just Men and Woman… 20 soldiers sat and waiting in a room .The education of War written deep in their brains and hearts. Their souls became polluted with word kill, protect… Continue reading
Pathfinder…
Pathfinder A Poem by Coyote Poetry We look in many places for what we need and want. Most times what we need is in front of our face.” Pathfinder.. There are many way… Continue reading
Johnnie Monday poetry. Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair.
Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair.. 1- I told my lovely Detroit gal, I need kisses tonight. I am leaving tomorrow for a far away war. I need to remember my beautiful Detroit… Continue reading