Now and forever..
Now and forever… Old soldier, a dying man drank alone. He returned home after 10 years of war, travel and sin. He knew when he left the Pacific ocean. No-one was waiting for… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Michigan
Dark Interludes. A story.
Dark Interludes.. Facts or fiction. Love will bewitch us. A old friend of many years send me a letter with kind words of love at a desperate time in my life. I was… Continue reading
My Michigan dream.. And a beautiful Lady Gaga song.
My Michigan dream…. “Hush my sweet baby, don’t you cry. I am here ,I shall never leave you, when the chills of the night come, I shall keep you warm and safe. You… Continue reading
Summer of 42…
Summer of 42… I told the prettiest gal in Ann Arbor. You are my Summer blessing and my sweetest dreams. She asked me. Can we watch the Summer of 42 and Love story… Continue reading
Saint Clare of Assisi. Lake St. Clair.
A song for Lake St. Clair. For Saint Clare of Assisi.. I have loved Lake St. Clair for 60 years and a French writer told me, two years ago. Lake St. Clair was… Continue reading
Johnnie Monday poetry. Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair.
Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair.. 1- I told my lovely Detroit gal, I need kisses tonight. I am leaving tomorrow for a far away war. I need to remember my beautiful Detroit… 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
She danced barefoot by the Clinton River.
She danced barefoot by the Clinton River..A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Awakening my sleeping muse. She danced barefoot by the Clinton River..) A beautiful woman danced alone by the Clinton River, her feet allowing… Continue reading
Dear Michigan..
Dear Michigan —-Treasure memories Dark taverns, strong drink and I’m thinking of you.Pretty Austin, Texas girl with strawberry red hair sitting near me.She smelled like you. She smell like Summer flowers and free… Continue reading
The Nightingale song…
The Nightingale song.. The Ojibwa grandfather volunteered to watch the five grandchildren and he took them to the big water. He told them if you listen well, you can hear the nightingale songs… Continue reading