Tag Archive: Michigan

The Iron Mountain song and a amazing Tom Jones song.

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Tender loving care..

Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Real love is given without the desire of reward.                                       Tender loving care.. She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the college… Continue reading

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If you go away on a Summer day..

If you go away on a Summer day. 1- Once we loved the Wisconsin wild river, and we sought quiet places to hold hands and I would steal kisses. We adored the torrent… Continue reading

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Tender loving care…

Tender loving care.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Real love is given without the desire of reward.                                       Tender loving care.. She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the college… Continue reading

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The Iron Mountain song..

The Iron Mountain song. A Story by Coyote Poetry  Sometimes, we find what we lost.  The Iron Mountain song.. I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since… Continue reading

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He never left Michigan..

He never left Michigan.. Years ago. I saw the whole world. Drank wine in Basel and Paris, dance in the streets of Florence and read poetry at Hyde Park in London. I walked… Continue reading

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Fable love…

 Fable love… I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest. I have been swimming in the… Continue reading

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Michigan Summer poetry…

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. ————————————————— I told… Continue reading

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A stranger, I became.

A stranger, I became. He was corrupted by the Army, almost 15 years, twisted his minds and his needs. Once he needed home, once he needed his family. And now he need new… Continue reading

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Tender loving care..

Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Real love is given without the desire of reward.”                                        Tender loving care… She had big blue eyes and she sat on my lap at… Continue reading

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