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
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
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
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
My due reward… A Poem by Coyote Poetry July new poetry number forty-six. My due reward… Once the kindest girl in Michigan told me. Please don’t die. You love your damn wars, maybe if… Continue reading
No regret… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good people bless us with their time and friendship. No regret… She was a Iron Mountain, Michigan girl.Eyes of golden brown, long legged and a robust… Continue reading
You are always on my mind… The splendor of true love,Where you allow the wall of fear to fall completely down.Allowing emotion and desire to take two people away to finding the realpleasures… Continue reading
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
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
We will accept less and forget who we were… Mother Winter is here. I have driven 2500 miles to come home to Detroit. I came home for many reasons. I needed the kindness… Continue reading
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