Tag Archive: Writing

The songs of the Great Lakes..

The song of the Great Lakes.. ( April is poetry month. This is new poem number twenty three.) (Today we give thanks to the Creator for all that we have been given.Noongom nimiigwechiwi’aanaan… Continue reading

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Maybe, one more cup of Irish coffee?

Maybe, one more cup of Irish coffee? ( April is poetry month. This is new poem number twenty-two. ) I remember the fragrance of her. She smelled like the sea and Irish whiskey.… Continue reading

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The elixir..

The Elixir… She had the Bacchus wine a plenty. She had found a dark corner to drink away the world. She was pissed-off lady drinking alone. I watched her and she was praying… Continue reading

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The shadows..

( I lost my dear sister Holly last year. She always worried about me and I do miss her.) The shadows.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We can’t escape the bad or the good… Continue reading

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Fool’s wish. Lover’s hold on.

Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day. Fool’s wish. Lover’s hold on. (Written on 19 April 1985) I remember when I rushed home to fall into your arms.We would… Continue reading

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The Big Water. The Michigan Great Lakes..

The Big Water.. 1- The stirring of the quiet night wake my sleeping spirit. I have roamed into the deep forest seeking some sort of peace. The grey owl watched me with his… Continue reading

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Black laced pen..

Blood laced pen.. Fight or flee? love or hate? stay or go? Laugh or cry? I wonder what Hemingway remembered in his last moment. Did he remember war or the face of Agnes?… Continue reading

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Blue eyes angel is crying for me..

Blue eyes angel is crying for me… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A old poem written in 1981. I hope rewritten better.  Blue eyes.. A blue eyes angel is crying for me.In the turmoil… Continue reading

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Truth or dare..

Truth or dare A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Take no chances. Have no adventures.                                    Truth or dare.. Life, my friend. A odd game that no-one can win.I do like the game of truth… Continue reading

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Big Sur a-dreaming..

Big Sur a-dreaming… A un-mark road with a small sign will lead you to a hidden beach on Highway 2. A small path will lead you to paradise, a beach not safe for swimming.… Continue reading

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