The Island- part four
(The Island- part four A Chapter by Coyote Poetry New chapter) The Island- part four I liked the Captain face. He had a ancient and kind face. He took my hands… Continue reading
(The Island- part four A Chapter by Coyote Poetry New chapter) The Island- part four I liked the Captain face. He had a ancient and kind face. He took my hands… Continue reading
(The Island- part three A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter.) The Island- part three I remembered Nicole song and her soft hands caressing my face and chest. I fell… Continue reading
Kind springs days and the warm Summer days Forget me not, forget me forever. Winters cold is gone and the kind Spring days are here. The cold Winter days made me… Continue reading
I knew how to sing once dear Julie Once I believe in love and I believed in the ambrosia of forever. When I drink my coffee late at night and I write.… Continue reading
The Iron Mountain song I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw her face and I needed to talk to her one more… Continue reading
(Below is real. I took my grandchildren to some of these Michigan lakes. A old poem and something to think about) What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need… Continue reading
Tell me, how you lived? Old poet told the people at the poetry reading. Dead men, do not rise. He read some quotes. “For each man kills the things he loves, Yet… Continue reading
The warm days of Summer.
I am going to take care of you I was trying to drink myself to death, I had the Iron Mountain blues and the whiskey nights made the night roll easy. Maybe… 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… Continue reading