Tag Archive: Michigan

Summer of 42…

Summer of 42… I told the prettiest gal in Ann Arbor. You are my Summer blessing and my sweetest dreams. She asked me. Can we watch the Summer of 42 and Love story… Continue reading

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Saint Clare of Assisi. Lake St. Clair.

A song for Lake St. Clair. For Saint Clare of Assisi.. I have loved Lake St. Clair for 60 years and a French writer told me, two years ago. Lake St. Clair was… Continue reading

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Johnnie Monday poetry. Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair.

Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair.. 1- I told my lovely Detroit gal, I need kisses tonight. I am leaving tomorrow for a far away war. I need to remember my beautiful Detroit… Continue reading

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The Lake Huron song..

The Lake Huron song… Closed wounds can bleed again, no healing for true love lost. You and I, we were Summer wine and Lake Huron late night swim. You were the prettiest girl… Continue reading

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She danced barefoot by the Clinton River.

She danced barefoot by the Clinton River..A Poem by Coyote Poetry  (Awakening my sleeping muse.   She danced  barefoot by the Clinton River..) A beautiful woman danced alone by the Clinton River, her feet allowing… Continue reading

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Dear Michigan..

Dear Michigan —-Treasure memories Dark taverns, strong drink and I’m thinking of you.Pretty Austin, Texas girl with strawberry red hair sitting near me.She smelled like you. She smell like Summer flowers and free… Continue reading

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The Nightingale song…

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

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Calling dear Michigan..

Calling dear Michigan… Dear Jenny, just leaving a message. I haven’t forgot you my sweetie. I am sorry I joined a war to escape Michigan. I wanted death and I was so tire.… Continue reading

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Summer of 42…

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Dear Jennifer…

Dear Jennifer… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Just some words. I found the poem in a 35 year old journal. Had to re-written.    Dear Jennifer… I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in… Continue reading

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