A letter from Michigan…
(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
(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
“YELLOW RIBBON Around her hair she wore a yellow ribbonShe wore it in the spring time, in the early month of MayAnd if you asked her why the heck she wore itShe’d say… Continue reading
Poetry for dear Cheryl.. 1- We were leftover people and we became so damn lost. We sought each other to seek and know comfort and we didn’t know. We forgot kindness, we became… Continue reading
When the war is over ————————————————————————————————————– I haven’t been right, maybe I won’t be right again, I left war and war found me. Friends faces are hanging with me, a heavy sadness. My… Continue reading
Moriah Dennington. Died on June 22nd, 2024 (I am Robert Dennington, the Father of Moriah Dennington. My beautiful daughter passed away on June 22nd, 2024. She became another statistic of the fentanyl crisis… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you looked. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time. I don’t remember how you looked… I don’t remember how you… Continue reading
Baby girl.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for my baby sister. Left my world and heaven, gained a angel. And my life is more lonely now. Baby girl.. Once she was was… Continue reading
1- Little children.. Beautiful faces, fearless faces. The little children want to have some fun and enjoy life. Now 19 children were murdered in a classroom. I have five grandchildren and everyday, I… Continue reading
“The worst mass shooting since Sandy Hook plagues Uvalde, Texas after 19 children and two teachers are killed“ I took my eight year grandchild to the school bus today. I talks to him… Continue reading
Our children. Our joy. Three of the four children murdered in Oxford, Michigan. I am praying for them and their family. Today our children feel less safe. Time for “All of us”. To… Continue reading