All the way
All the way Don’t give in, don’t give-up. If you dream. Dream big. Life is our’s to test. We must test life, love many and see the beauty of our world. Find the… Continue reading
All the way Don’t give in, don’t give-up. If you dream. Dream big. Life is our’s to test. We must test life, love many and see the beauty of our world. Find the… Continue reading
Rose colored glasses We made wishes to the Autumn moon. We laid on a hill in a sleeping bag and we talked of great dreams. You were going to be a nurse and… Continue reading
For Ben Jonson. Writer, actor and poet. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Dryden introduced Ben Jonson to me. Writer, Poet and Actor. 1573-1637. To write To become a good writer. We must read and… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn and no place to go. I have the long Island ice tea, fresh and cold, bartender keep them coming. They love the big tippers. Purgatory Inn is open early… Continue reading
My Ojibwa Grandmother Chant My dear Ojibwa Grandmother with sad eyes would chant songs of ancient times. I still can hear them in sweet dreams where I was safe and free, I remember… Continue reading
Lilac wine Pretty pictures are left now and now you are gone. I sit by the lilac trees and I’m smelling the lavender in the air. You were my Spring… Continue reading
Port Austin Port Austin, in the thumb of Michigan. Touched by Lake Huron. A gathering for the people who love the lakes and the privacy of the small city and the kind… Continue reading
Our world…Old world, new world. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Old world, new world Old world is gone. Our world is quiet. Today the streets… Continue reading
Love behold, love be bold A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poetry for the new book, The island. Love… Continue reading
The rising sun, the falling moon A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for my new book. The Island. The rising sun, the falling moon Prettiest lady, I… Continue reading