Dear Florence..
I took the midnight train to Florence, the days of Spring were coming to a ending. I loved the Germany Spring and I needed dear Florence again. The city of Florence stole my… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Online Writing
Russian roulette..
A Poem by Coyote PoetryLife is taking chances. We will fall many times. If we are lucky. We will know peace one day.) Russian roulette.. Beautiful young woman dances on a stage on… Continue reading
The stranger song…
The stranger song.. Pretty lady asked her old lover. When did we become strangers?Once we talked, danced and sang the whole night through.Now we sit together. Your eyes had died and your hopeful… Continue reading
The Raven and the Coyote..
(The Raven and the CoyoteA Story by Coyote PoetryA story. Some of my Ojibwa heritage coming out.) The Raven and the Coyote.. The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken by the sitting… Continue reading
Pretty words..
Pretty words.. Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She told… Continue reading
The wildflowers…
Nude.. You leave me breathless,with nothing to hide,evening perfection.————————————————————————— Wildflowers.. The wildflowers are jealous,with you near,become less beautiful.——————————————————————————– Painted memories.. I wrote on skin,I painted secret words,on yearning skin. ————————————————————————————— Kiss and touch… Continue reading
The perfect morning…
The perfect morning.. I told the Michigan morning sky. I believe in miracles. Pretty woman sat by the open window, she watched the city come alive. I gazed at her and I asked… Continue reading
A Summer day…
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 and I told the Goddess of the lake. Thank… Continue reading
Should of loved you more…
Should of loved you more.. He left love doorway 2,500 miles away. The hardest and coldest man, he loved the whiskey and he loved the taverns. He loved the darkest days and he… Continue reading