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
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
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
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
( Johnnie in Germany in 1978. ) A letter from Michigan… Sometime cigarettes, good booze and a pen can give a man a reason to be alive. When we parachute blind into love.Even… Continue reading
Port Austin.. Port Austin, in the thumb of Michigan. Touched by Lake Huron. A gathering for the people who love the lakes and the privacy of the small city and the kind people.… Continue reading
(Johnnie in Germany in 1979.) A letter from Michigan… 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… Continue reading
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 I had… Continue reading
“Only when the last tree has died and the last river has been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realize we cannot eat money.” “Treat the earth well: it was… Continue reading
Bad behavior.. Loveliest lady in Port Austin. She waited for no-one on the long pier into Lake Huron. I adored her auburn hair and her wild hazel eyes. She would find me sitting… Continue reading
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