If you go away..
If you go away… Once we loved the rain, the trains and the lazy days. We owned little and needed just enough. On Friday night we would go to the Stuttgart train station… Continue reading
If you go away… Once we loved the rain, the trains and the lazy days. We owned little and needed just enough. On Friday night we would go to the Stuttgart train station… Continue reading
My home is Northern Michigan….. I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan and I remembered a good friend. He was not young, he served in the Army. 25 years,… Continue reading
I tried to remember..A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Old poetry with a re-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014) I tried to remember.. I tried to remember the curves of your body. Us blindfolded … Continue reading
My November song I told the Spring sky, I am in the November of my life. I asked the Lake St. Clair, did I do enough? I slowly built my mini-rock garden of… Continue reading
Tattoos…. The pretty lady had many tattoos on her skin and she allowed few to see them. I told her. I own four tattoos and each one with a story. I believe if… Continue reading
You are my poetry… Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. Once we… Continue reading
She serene me with the sweet words of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Words of love leave us weak and needing more.) She serene me with the sweet words of love.. Sometime… Continue reading
Nothing will last forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry (A re-write from 1989) Nothing will last forever.. She sat alone. Her lingering tears falling down her beautiful face. I have told her often.… Continue reading
You are my poetry… Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. Once we… Continue reading
Wisdom learned in a old man life A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime is hard to see beyond our own life. Wisdom learned in a old man life…. When we are born.Even the poorest… Continue reading