What is right? What is wrong dear Jennifer?
What is right, what is wrong? Dear Jennifer… In 1991, I gave-up. I gave everything of value away and everything else to the trash. Two brother committed suicide, one in 1988 and one… Continue reading
What is right, what is wrong? Dear Jennifer… In 1991, I gave-up. I gave everything of value away and everything else to the trash. Two brother committed suicide, one in 1988 and one… Continue reading
What is right, what is wrong? The orchards are blooming, my grandfather’s roses are almost ready. I sit near the river, drinking the black velvet whiskey alone and putting names into my Native… Continue reading
The Autumn leaves.. 1- Happy thoughts, dark thoughts. The peril of love can teach us. We don’t own love. Love is the kindest gift, we shall know. We must ask for a kiss,… Continue reading
Just whispers to the Lake Huron… You came to me in a yesterday memory and you told me. Johnnie, I can’t wait no-more for you. You have no love you need to embrace.… Continue reading
The war ending and I arrived home in the Winter of 1992. I found you again. Old friend had your phone number and I called to see if you remembered me? I called… Continue reading
Michigan is paradise in the Summer. Nature is alive and the days are long and wonderful. No schools for the kids, days at the beach and the lazy days of Summer. A blessing… Continue reading
The wisp/the kiss, the memory. The Long Island ice tea. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new series of short poetry. Part one. The wisp/ the kiss,… Continue reading
(Johnnie was young once. On the Iraq border in 1992.) The damn road…. It was a cold winter day in late December. I awoke with my love.I kissed her face and lips… Continue reading