Luck and folly.
(April, poetry month. Number two. Luck and folly.) Luck and folly. I told the Wisconsin River. Thank you for this beautiful day. I watched beautiful Kathy dance on the rocks, allowing the river water… Continue reading
(April, poetry month. Number two. Luck and folly.) Luck and folly. I told the Wisconsin River. Thank you for this beautiful day. I watched beautiful Kathy dance on the rocks, allowing the river water… Continue reading
She had wildflowers in her hair Spring sweet Spring. Your gentle warm days make me come alive.Sitting with the wildflowers and swimming in old memories.I remembered a barefoot beauty taking me the hidden… Continue reading
No regret A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good people bless us with their time and friendship. No regret. She was a Iron Mountain, Michigan girl.Eyes of golden brown, long legged and a robust… Continue reading
My Iron Mountain girl.. Prettiest gal in Iron Mountain saw him drinking his whiskey alone and she frowned a negative face. She imagined his world was fun and okay. She went to him,… Continue reading
The Iron Mountain song. I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw your face and I needed to talk to you one more time… Continue reading
No regret… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good people bless us with their time and friendship. No regret… She was a Iron Mountain, Michigan girl.Eyes of golden brown, long legged and a robust… Continue reading
We need barefoot days.. Prettiest girl in my world dances near Lake Huron. She ran to me with open arms and she told me. I do love this place. Wearing t-shirt covering bra… Continue reading
The blue dress.. I found you sitting alone at your family party. Your once fiery hazel eyes, grey with sadness. I asked you. How are your dear Belinda? You are still so beautiful.… Continue reading
The Iron Mountain song.. I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw her face and I needed to talk to her one more time,… Continue reading
Barefoot girl… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Nothing as beautiful as a woman who is barefoot, dancing with the sea and happy. Barefoot girl.. Prettiest girl in Iron Mountain told me. Let’s find the… Continue reading