My Michigan dream.
My Michigan dream. “Hush my sweet baby, don’t you cry.I am here,I shall never leave you,when the chills of the night come,I shall keep you warm and safe.You are my love,my reason to… Continue reading
My Michigan dream. “Hush my sweet baby, don’t you cry.I am here,I shall never leave you,when the chills of the night come,I shall keep you warm and safe.You are my love,my reason to… Continue reading
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
Dust in the wind…. Was the early Winter of 1992 and I landed In California. I left home to go to war in the Spring of 1991. I was tired and I wanted… Continue reading
The Nightingale song.. The Ojibwa grandfather volunteered to watch the five grandchildren and he took them to the big water. He told them if you listen well, you can hear the nightingale songs… Continue reading
Stitches… I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight good bye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I… Continue reading
Fall sweet honey… Beautiful as the rising Summer sun,sweet and kind like the fresh Fall sweet honey.She told me, if you want me.Must leave your tomb and find me.A divided heart will die… Continue reading
September song. Tonight the skies wept, the moon wept with me. I am living near Lake St. Clair now and I dreamed of the Pacific ocean. I dreamed of the Texas highway 35.… Continue reading
September… I have always enjoys the days of Fall. The Summer days become memories and our wandering spirit began to slow down for the days of September.I love watching the trees in the… Continue reading
The untold story.. I have worn a necklace of pig skin rope and white crystal for 35 years. My most prize thing I keep now, upon my neck. Once a celestial beauty, we… Continue reading
Monkey’s paw.. A Story by Coyote Poetry Part of old version and a modern version. Be careful what you wish for. Everything cost something. … Continue reading