A wing and a prayer.
A wing and a prayer.. He told the Lake St. Clair. We become, who suppose become. Hell-bound life can lead us to place of peace. He told the lady of the lake. Kind… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Family
A gentle and kind love. Did not find us. And a beautiful Janiva Magness song.
A gentle and kind love. Did not find us. (First new poem in a long time.) Once upon a time I adored a ginger hair beauty with eyes of hazel and a voice… Continue reading
A New York City night.
A New York City night. Was a New York City dark winter night.The cold of Winter made the strangers gathered in the taverns.I sat alone at the bar, writing into my journal.A pretty… Continue reading
One more cup of coffee and a Big Sur story.
One more cup of coffee. She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her… Continue reading
Sunflowers, children and dog. Photos and some words.
I became an old man. I don’t travel and I like the quiet and my dog. I became my grandfather. I take care of my garden and my grandchildren. I have learned. Life… Continue reading
Don’t look for things you don’t want to find.
Don’t look for things you don’t want to find. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen nonfiction feel like fiction. You have seen too much. Don’t look for things you don’t want to find….. Old… Continue reading
The sinner’s prayer. And an amazing Beth Hart song.
The sinner’s prayer. I knew every tavern on Highway 35 in Texas. I drank a beer and some whiskey in almost everyone. Those Texas girls loved me. I could two-step and waltz till… Continue reading
The things left undone.
The thing left undone. 1- I told my children. Never leave with anger in your voice. Come to my home and we will talk. No problem cannot be fixed. We can’t undo negative… Continue reading
Scottish kisses.
“The sweetest Scottish gal kisses My gun are locked away. My mind and my body is tire. I came to Aberdeenshire to remember a memory. Once young brave soldier told his auburn hair… Continue reading
The damn road.
The damn road. It was a cold winter day in late December. I awoke with my Michigan love andI kissed her face and lips and I told her. Good morning. Her beautiful… Continue reading