My January song.
The January song. I told the Winter sky; I am in the January of my life. I asked the Lake St. Clair, did I do enough? I slowly built my mini-rock garden of… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Lake St. Clair
Night photos of Lake St. Clair. Beautiful sky. A safe world.
A beautiful sky. Merry Christmas my friends. My mind is dancing in good memories. I tell anyone who will listen. Raising children is hard work and it is worth every minute. Lake St.… Continue reading
Lake St. Clair. A place to find fun and laughter. Photos.
Lake St. Clair. Beach days. Someone asked me. What would want to do more. If you could. I told them. I need more beach days with my family. I would spend the complete… Continue reading
What will be left?
What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry “We need to show concern for Nature. Before she disappears.” What will be left? I took my grandchildren to the Lake St Clair.Signs are… Continue reading
My November song.
The November song. I told the Winter sky, I am in the November of my life. I asked the Lake St. Clair, did I do enough? I have built many mini-rock gardens of… Continue reading
Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair.
Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair.. 1- I told my lovely Detroit gal, I need kisses tonight. I am leaving tomorrow for a far away war. I need to remember my beautiful Detroit… Continue reading
Children in time.
Children in time I took a little walk by Lake Saint Clair, The Winter grasp and hold was almost gone.I looked at the morning sun and I touched the cold water. I came… Continue reading
No mercy.
No mercy. You found me alone by the St Clair lake and you wore a silky gray dress. I saw you from a distance and I watched you walked quickly toward me. I… Continue reading
Easy days. A beach day.
Easy days.. The best days, a beach day. Easy days, with no place to go. Just waiting for the sun to fall into the sea. Coyote
Lake St. Clair thoughts..
On paper, with good pen and good song. I remember silky voice, pale skin and the most beautiful face I ever seen. We prayed and we starved for love in the Spring of… Continue reading