I knew how to sing once, dear Julie.
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. Sweet memories… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Family
I should have loved you more. And a beautiful Sinead Harnett song.
I should have loved you more. He left love doorway 2,500 miles away. The hardest and coldest man, he loved the whiskey and he loved the taverns. He loved the darkest days and… Continue reading
Sometimes love is not enough.
Sometimes love is not enoughA Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometimes love is not enough. Kind and sweet muse told me. Sweet Johnnie, I can save you.Please tell me what you need. You… Continue reading
Roses and lovers.
Roses and lovers. “O my love, O my love. I said: Let me fall or stand, let me fall or stand, let me live or die, but this once hear me speak- O… Continue reading
Pretty lady with angel wings on her back.
Pretty lady with angel wings on her back. My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos? I smiled and I told her.… Continue reading
She told me by the 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 and I told the Goddess of the lake.Thank you for the perfect… Continue reading
The things left undone. And a beautiful Janiva Magness song.
The thing left undone. (April is poetry month. New poetry number thirty.) 1- I told my children. Never leave with anger in your voice. Come to my home and we will talk. No… Continue reading
Dear Sheena and an amazing Scottish song.
(April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty-nine.) Dear Sheena Once upon a time, I danced with a Scottish beauty. Gentle voice, lovely accent, I adored. We learn to know love and I… Continue reading
We shall meet near where the Clinton River reaches the Lake St. Clair.
We will meet where the Clinton River reaches the Lake St. Clair. (April is poetry month and this is new poetry twenty-five.) I told you when we were just babies in heart. Where… Continue reading
Bad behavior. And a gorgeous Amanda Shires song.
Bad behavior.. Loveliest lady in Port Austin. She waited for no-one on the long pier into Lake Huron. I adored her auburn hair and her wild hazel eyes. She would find me sitting… Continue reading