Lake Gichigana and a song by Beautiful dear Ayla.
Lake Gichigana. Once free land held a great nation, the first people lived in peace with the forest, the rivers and the big lake. Lake Gichigana was kind to the original people. The… Continue reading
Lake Gichigana. Once free land held a great nation, the first people lived in peace with the forest, the rivers and the big lake. Lake Gichigana was kind to the original people. The… Continue reading
Dirty little secrets. I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember “You and I”. I was the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we pass… Continue reading
I still miss you. 1- Dear Bridgette, you saved me once on a September day.Your soft voice and gentle heart calmed the rage of a man, drowning in rage.You held my hands and… Continue reading
Too old to die young. 1- Almost 68 years old, lived in many places and had many lives. Old man looking back at me in the mirror. I told the night.. I am… Continue reading
Autumn leaves. I remember the September Indian Summer, I remember the warm sun touching my face and I remember you. We entwined our hands and we walked by Lake St. Clair. I loved… Continue reading
1- Rage and pain,illusion and deceit.Love born than died. 2- Slender shoulders kissed.The nakedly dance,the midnight hour splendor 3- Captured,unrestrained,taunts and torment.Imperfection enshrined. John Castellenas/Coyote
The cold night whispered. The April rain hid my tears and I walked alone. Once great love turns indifferent and our love true turn to fathom dreams. We spoke careless words, maybe true,… Continue reading
(Do you want your child to die for old rich men wars. If you don’t stand for peace. You accepted war.) We don’t want war, we don’t want war no-more, Please God of… Continue reading
Don’t give-up. I changed face, I changed cities and played the jester well. I believed the stories in the wind; I believed in the voices of the traitors who forsaken my generation. I… Continue reading
Masterpiece. Once blushing beauty stole my heart. She creates a rage of need I never knew. She found me sitting alone by the Boeblingen lake and her river blue eyes stole everything I… Continue reading