My father’s song..
My father’s song…Greatest man I ever known. He told me often. “Life isn’t easy and we we must be stronger than what life give us. Better to be piss and vinegar than lay… Continue reading
My father’s song…Greatest man I ever known. He told me often. “Life isn’t easy and we we must be stronger than what life give us. Better to be piss and vinegar than lay… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry Kind people leave us with kind memories and show us how to live.” Family pictures… Do we know when the final goodbye is?Did we tell the people we… Continue reading
She told me by Lake St. Clair. Love never did love me. 1- A Summer day…The birds were singing near me.Lake St. Clair was alive and dancing for the children.The sun-kissed my face… Continue reading
A letter- Dear Amanda.. I am writing you a letter. Just words to be read and I wanted you to know. You are my everything. You are my mystery to try to understand… Continue reading
Halloween Santa… Grandpa told the boys. Stay away from the haunted farmhouse. Signs posted by the cornfield. Do not enter. Trespassers will be punished. Beware of the unknown. The boys laughed at their… Continue reading
Dark Interludes.. Facts or fiction. Love will bewitch us. A old friend of many years send me a letter with kind words of love at a desperate time in my life. I was… Continue reading
Dear October.. Hello dear October. My old friend. Cooler day and the beauty of the change of color of the trees. Allow us. To slow down and ponder who we are, where we… Continue reading
Monkey’s paw- Halloween 2024 A Story by Coyote Poetry Part of old version and a modern version. Be careful what you wish for. Everything cost some something. Happy Halloween. … Continue reading
Dying, lying and you… Last house near the lake. Was our place to rest. We were Gypsy hearts and Irish coffee mornings. We would find the quiet lake rarely, for we loved the… Continue reading
The quiet world.. The world is too quiet. Today the birds were singing and the dandelions were everywhere. I took the grandsons to my yard, they hit some baseballs and we played with… Continue reading