Hemingway’s whiskey.

Hemingway’s whiskey. Hemingway saw war, he loved, he drank and he danced with the pretty gals throughout the four corners of my world. I tried to follow his path, to seek knowledge, swim… Continue reading

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2500 miles away from my Michigan love.

2500 miles from my Michigan love. Pretty Julie, my wild and tender flower.My beautiful girl who danced for me in the months of Winter,sang words of love to me in the early Spring.I… Continue reading

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Naked we can be.

Naked we can be. 1- Naked we can be in the midnight hours, naked are we and maybe we wear a veil over our face, a mask? When do we show our real… Continue reading

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A goodbye kiss.

A goodbye kiss. 1- I have forgotten more than I can remember. I do remember a blond hair girl who told me in 1977. I am you girl and please never forget me.… Continue reading

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Things lost, things found.

Things lost, things found… My scattered memories reappear in wild dreams.I remember forgotten face,I remember forgotten places andI remember the last conversations with great people, I have known.Things lost, things found.Just building blocks… Continue reading

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The writing on the wall.

The writing on the wall. Did we love? Did we steal from each other? Did we loan kisses? If we did. I would steal and loan a thousand more kisses from you my… Continue reading

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Earth Day poetry. For Mother Nature.

Earth day poem- Mother NatureA Poem by Coyote Poetry  (Earth day poem. )                          Mother Nature. Chief Pontiac once questions the white man ways.… Continue reading

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Sway and a beautiful Anita Kelsey song.

Sway. The Poet’s wish. always sweet and never easy.  A dancing beauty moved with the song. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was the Hemingway’s… Continue reading

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Love goes on and on and a beautiful Lindsey Stirling music.

Love goes, on and on… 1- The poet’s wisp. Maybe lies, maybe true.He told the night. Life is a game of truth and dare.Do we play or not?Sometimes the truth is worst than… Continue reading

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For the days of Spring. The circle dance.

The circle dance. I have danced often the circle dance at Native Americans Pow Wows. The circle dance had many meanings. The leader called to the people; the Ojibwa children begin the circle… Continue reading

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