I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why.) I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.… Continue reading
Turn, turn, turn The old poet sang a lullaby. “Sensual woman whispered to me once. Come live with me and be my lover, I will be your salvation and you will be… Continue reading
Salute old glory and thank a veteran. Raise your glass high and thank the Soldiers for standing… Continue reading
The color of love Dear lover. You made me come alive. The fire in you eyes make me wish to swim in your brown eyes and drown in the the gentleness of… Continue reading
Home, sweet home (For Port Austin) Sun and heat, heat and sun. The Kuwait days slow and not easy. No booze, no woman, bad food and we have read every book… Continue reading
Mystery and wonder It was a Germany warm Summer, the days were long and easy. You and I had no-place to you. You were my German girl with eyes of hazel who… Continue reading
Read to me my dear lover Longing, belonging, needing and believing. You are my reasons to live my love. Falling, soaring and flying to new heights in hope and dreams. Please sweet… Continue reading
The sea and the chess game Old Poet set-up the chess game and I opened the bottle of tequila. The old man had few friends. People see an old man with no-place… Continue reading
I saw a face I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face. The face brought back a sweet memory, was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me… Continue reading
Hold on tightly baby A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and a re-write. Hold on tightly baby You were the bloody storm my lover, you were my strawberry red-haired lady… Continue reading