The lake song.
I told her. I apology sweet Peggy. Somewhere in time, the flowing river of love was murdered. I do not blame no-one. I have accepted my place. I have my journals, my pen… Continue reading
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Dear Clinton, Michigan.
Dear Clinton, Michigan 1- You told me often.Love wasn’t enough.The heart becomes too hidden with time and age. 2- California isn’t enoughI called you beautiful Jenny and I told you.California coastline is so… Continue reading
The songs of the Great Lakes.
The song of the Great Lakes. (Today we give thanks to the Creator for all that we have been given.Noongom nimiigwechiwi’aanaan Gizhe-Manidoo gakina gaa-miinigooyaang. We give thanks for the sky above and the… Continue reading
We shall live; we shall know tears and laughter.
We shall live; we shall know tears and laughter. Almost March, the cold Winter is almost done.I am far-away from where I belong.Once, Spring was the days of rebirth and new hope. I… Continue reading
An ocean apart.
An ocean apart. You are laying heavy upon my sweet dreams and hope.I hold a simple letter in my hands.Your sweet words saved me from pity and sadness. You wrote sweet and kind… Continue reading
The boardwalk.
The boardwalk. The dancing Lake Huron surround us, you are barefoot walking and your eyes of wonder, studying the lake. I tell you, I love the simple days when we can feel the… Continue reading
I need a warm Spring Day. A Spring flower.
A Spring flower A Poem by Coyote PoetryA poem for my story- Poet’s love A Spring flower. Was a Spring flower.So tall and so beautiful. Was a Spring flower.That reached for the sky.The sky… Continue reading
Tender loving care.
Tender loving care. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love is given without the desire of reward. Tender loving care. She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the college… Continue reading
Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair. And one of the great songs.
Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair. 1- I told my lovely Detroit gal, I need kisses tonight. I am leaving tomorrow for a faraway war. I need to remember my beautiful Detroit girl… Continue reading
You are my poetry, my dearest love.
You are my poetry my dearest love. I was a soldier, wandering the world seeking adventure and I learn. One day, I was alone. I learn, if you escape home for a long… Continue reading