The Iron Mountain song.
The Iron Mountain song. A Story by Coyote PoetryJust some words. The Iron Mountain song. I have finished my journey, and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw her face… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Michigan
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… Continue reading
Now and forever.
Now and forever. Old soldier, a dying man drank alone. He returned home after 10 years of war, travel and sin. He knew when he left the Pacific Ocean. No-one was waiting for… Continue reading
The gales of Winter.
The gales of Winter. Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleeps. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near. I believe, all of us, are like the long… Continue reading
Idyllic.
Idyllic. We shall know never-more, we shall know ever-more and we one day. We shall know nothing more. Once wise writer told us. Death is when we become forgotten. Once brave man danced… Continue reading
A Michigan sky.
1- Once a pretty Iron Mountain girl, we tasted love kiss, did slow dances for the moon and we reached for the midnight stars. She was a lovely wish, never forgotten. 2- I… Continue reading
I hate you/ I love you.
I hate you / I love you. I try to escape you. I try to flee your memory. I repeat secret words in hidden places in my mind. I hate you; I love… Continue reading
The sparkle in your eyes.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Old memories and places.” The sparkles in your eyes. I remember when the sparkles in your eyes could light up the world around you. I remember how badly… Continue reading
The Lakeside boardwalk.
The lakeside 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… Continue reading
I need a wild gal.
I want a wild gal. She wore her Sunday best and the smile of a angel. I told her, all we have is a Winter day and 10 inches of snow. She asked… Continue reading