Let it be.
Let it be. Old man sitting alone. Sitting on the cliffs of Pacific Grove. You can see the Pacific ocean forever. Miles of the beautiful and powerful sea. He write… Continue reading
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No takebacks my friend.
No takebacks my dear friend. Young man in the dark tavern told the bar Poet. I broke a woman heart, and I spoke cold and heartless words. I should have never said. The… Continue reading
Dear Amie.
Dear Amie(Denying love rewards leave you with great reward) Sweet words once whispered by a ancient Poet.Dear Amie.Sweet and kind Poet. All of us hold madness, anger and regret.The lover who never gave… Continue reading
My dear Ojibwa grandmother chant.
My dear Ojibwa Grandmother Chant My dear Ojibwa Grandmother with sad eyes would chant songs of ancient times.I still can hear them in sweet dreams where I was safe and free.I remember baby… Continue reading
Hey, that is no way to say goodbye. And an amazing Leonard Cohen song.
Hey, That isn’t no way to say goodbye You were my warm Spring day. The sun, the moon and my flowing river of hope. You were my first love and last love. I… Continue reading
We will accept less and forget who we were.
We will accept less and forget who we were. Mother Winter is here. I have driven 2500 miles to come home to Detroit. I came home for many reasons. I needed the kindness… Continue reading
Unforgettable.
Artist. William Oxer Unforgettable. I found you waiting. Holding flowers of blue. I watched you pondering life and possibility. Your eyes rosed up and you asked me. Was I okay? I told you.… Continue reading
Truth or dare?
Poetry A Poem by Coyote PoetryTake no chance, have no fun? Truth or dare? She offered me a smile and a hello. I was besieged by her beauty and she asked me to dance… Continue reading
Monkey’s paw. A Halloween tale.
Monkey’s paw- Halloween 2021 A Story by Coyote PoetryPart of old version and a modern version. Be careful what you wish for. Everything cost some something. Happy Halloween. … Continue reading
Lady of the lake.
Lady of the lake.. We loved the weeping willows trees by the lake, we loved the month of July and August. Once I wanted death and my lady of the lake, whispered a… Continue reading