My due reward.
My due reward. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My due reward. Once the kindest girl in Michigan told me. Please don’t die. You love your damn wars, maybe if you loved me more, you… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Michigan
A Michigan sky above us.
1- Once a pretty Iron Mountain girl, we tasted love kisses, we did slow dances for the moon and we reached for the midnight stars. She was a lovely miracle, never forgotten. 2-… Continue reading
Dear Michigan.
I, once I ran from you and now I have found you again.You were once, my Michigan wish and dream.We danced in a un-holy love,hiding real face and our words. Hidden away and… Continue reading
She told me by the Lake St. Clair. Love never did love me.
She told me by Lake St. Clair. Love never did love me. 1- A Summer day…The birds were singing near me.Lake St. Clair was alive and dancing for the children.The sun-kissed my face… Continue reading
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
The loveliest girl in Michigan.
Loveliest girl in Michigan. Old soldier drinking alone in Port Austin, Michigan and he knew. He had learn too late. Love is fleeing moments that cannot be caught. He know now. Love can… Continue reading
Dear Jennifer.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Just words. I found the poem in a 30-year-old journal. Had to re-written.: Dear Jennifer. I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown Monterey in early Spring… Continue reading
A letter.
A letter. Sometime cigarettes, good booze and a pen can give a man a reason to be alive. When we parachute blind into love.Even a renegade spirit can be broken.I tried to hide… Continue reading
The songs of the Great Lakes.
The song of the Great Lakes.. (Today we give thanks to the Creator for all that we have been given.Noongom nimiigwechiwi’aanaan Gizhe-Manidoo gakina gaa-miinigooyaang. We give thanks for the sky above and the… Continue reading
My home is Northern Michigan. Veteran day poetry.
My home is Northern Michigan… I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan and I remembered a good friend. We were not young, we were serving in the Army. 25… Continue reading