She ambushed my heart.
(For April, the poetry month. Number five.) She ambushed my heart. The poet near the sea sings a lullaby. Tra la, la, la. Was the prettiest gal in Michigan and I loved her… Continue reading
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The echoes of yesterday. Dear Jenny.
The echoes of yesterdays. Drinking alone in a Monterey tavern in April,1992. I was trying to hide from a memory, and I saw the saddest face man looking back at me in the… Continue reading
You are my Lake Gichigami prayer.
You are my Lake Gichigami prayer. Once we danced in Paris, once we fell in love in Basel and once we loved the big cities and the sea. Kelli, Kelli my dearest Kelli.… Continue reading
Dear Belinda. And a outstanding Patty Smyth song.
Dear Belinda. I learned life wasn’t fair, you can’t get what you want and love isn’t enough sometimes. I remember a beauty, prettiest girl I ever known. When I looked into her eyes,… Continue reading
Letters and promises.
Letters and promises. You saved me once my dear Julie. Your kind and sweet words upon sheets of paper made me wish and hope for a better tomorrow. You wrote me. —1- Dear… Continue reading
I called your name.
I called your name. Beautiful lady is weeping for me. I departed for unknown destination. I didn’t know. First tears will take us to weight-full memories and places amidst lonely, descended wants and… Continue reading
Dear Julie.
Dear Julie A Poem by Coyote Poetry A letter in a sense. Dear Julie. My merciful friend.I received your letter.I was at my worst.Your kind words of love and devotion made me dream… Continue reading
At midnight.
At midnight I called her at Midnight hour and I told her.Dear Jenny, I remember you and I remember us.I love you still and forget me not.Jenny is crying and she whispered.Johnnie, it… Continue reading
Nothing compared to you.
Short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I found some short poetry from 1989. I hope you like. 1- Dreams. I could of touched every dream. My sweet dreams went fleeting away,when you… Continue reading
I knew we were running and escaping love touch in the same second.
I knew we were running and escaping love touch in the same second. (If we do not kiss. Will I miss the kiss?) I went to Ann Arbor looking for a memory and… Continue reading