Originally posted on I Write Her:
Susan Seddon Boulet – Ritual Mask The onset of screams start the clock; the day begins. Teachers prepare, school bells ring. First crushes smile and give first…

Originally posted on Poison Yvy:
Fortune teller predicted once A great misfortune, blood and ice The night the comet fires up the sky That will be the moment that I die With nightfall…

My Ojibwa peace prayer   “I burned white sage by Lake St. Clair, I asked the lake, the sky, the earth and the green. Please heal my world, please send the caress of… Continue reading →

“Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age.”   Spin the bottle   Old man sat alone, he told me. “Damn… Continue reading →

(You can’t return from where you left. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem from 1993 with a re-write)   You can’t return from where you left   (A Poet, is one, who… Continue reading →

Originally posted on Jane's Lens:
When Great Trees Fall When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety. When great…

Right or wrong. I am at the right place my sweet   Pretty lady danced to the slow jazz song alone, I went to her, I whispered. You are my sugar and spice,… Continue reading →

Dead flowers (Some short poetry)   —- Please don’t talk no-more   Pretty lady crying and she whispered to her banished lover. Please speak no-more, your words had turned worthless and meaningless. Your… Continue reading →

Dear Cheryl   Where are you my sweet lady blue? You were so damn pretty and you begged for my attention. You were muse and siren. Your kiss deadly and so damn sweet.… Continue reading →