The wisp/ the kiss, the memory. The Long Island ice tea.
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
Tag Archive: Michigan
The damn road…
(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
We will learn to accept less and forget who we were..
We will learn to accept less and forget who we were.. Mother Winter was here. I have driven 2500 miles to come home to Detroit. I came home for many reasons. I needed… Continue reading
Dear Clinton Michigan.
Dear Clinton Michigan… You told me often.Love wasn’t enough.The heart become too hidden with time and age. I called you beautiful Jenny and I told you.California coastline is so beautiful.The Monterey sea will… Continue reading
He never left Michigan…
He never left Michigan… Years ago. I wanted to see the whole world. Drink wine in Basel and Paris, dance in the streets of Florence and read poetry at Hyde Park in London.… Continue reading