Lady Winchilsea- Anne Finch poetry and my words of appreciation. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I fell in love with their work tonight. I wrote a poem for her. Song The nymph in vain… Continue reading
Goodbye my lover… I walked to my lover with the liar’s moon above. It was a warm German Fall night, and I walked 20 miles to get to her. I went to say… Continue reading
Could you? could we? Was a beautiful Michigan Summer day and I held her hand. We walked the circle at Lake St. Clair and she asked me. Could you, could we? Outrun the… Continue reading
Lady bug wishes… My dear Ojibwa grandmother told me. If a ladybug lands on you. You can make a wish. Only one. I told my grandchildren. If you see a butterfly dancing in… Continue reading
The poet’s eyes, the lover’s song… A pretty lady glided across the room to me. Her eyes inflamed with the hunger for a dance, sweets words and some kisses. I told her. Dear… Continue reading
Words, never spoken… Last two years been very hard. 2020 and 2021, I lost many to cancer and to sickness. Today I miss their voices and I yearn to talk to them again.… Continue reading
In the year 2525.. Today is another bloody Sunday. Men killing each other, men killing off the great cities and men stealing and killing Mother nature. Where are the wise men?… Continue reading
A whiskey and a glass of water… She gave me whiskey kisses and we danced the Texas two-step till the witches hours. She was a bad, bad woman and I wanted more and… Continue reading
Drinking in the night, drinking in the mornings… Some mini-poetry. 1- I love the April rain, I love the smell of April. Life seem to come alive and I awake from my Winter… Continue reading
The Devil liked me. 1- Once in Santa Cruz, I met the Devil. He told me. Johnnie ain’t your time to die. You have more sin to taste and I don’t want you… Continue reading