The wild roses… Good songs and some words.
The wild roses.. The old drunk Poet told me. Johnnie, wild roses are supported to be free and wild.Things, that are too beautiful to touch will make us yearn and need till we… Continue reading
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The golden dusk..
The golden dusk… We didn’t know. Life move so damn fast and we cannot stop time.I wondered. Did you know me? Did I know you?Now our silence whispers of love words are rarely… Continue reading
Sea of love..
My sea love.. Once we were brave. We kissed, we took off our clothing and we left the lights on. I remember you told me. “I am tire of the darkness, I am… Continue reading
The wildflowers..
The wildflowers.. I have been laying in the cemetery of wars left and gone. Regrets dead and buried. Knowing old sins cannot be forgiven. I don’t seek forgiveness. I know you cannot be… Continue reading
If you go away on a Spring day..
If you go away on the Spring day…. Once we loved the rain, the trains and the lazy days. We owned little and needed just enough. On Friday night we would go to… Continue reading
Lilac wine and a beautiful song from dear Sophia.
Lilac wine Pretty pictures are left now and now you are gone. I sit by the lilac trees and I’m smelling the lavender in the air. You were my Spring love, my Summer… Continue reading
The coyote song.
A California coyote. In the California Mountains. The coyote song A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to be free to learn and dream. If we get lock in a cage. We are just… Continue reading
My home is Northern Michigan.
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 Raven and the Coyote..
The Raven and the Coyote A Story by Coyote Poetry A story. Some of my Ojibwa heritage coming out.” The Raven and the Coyote.. The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken by… 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