Category Archive: Lake Superior

You are my lake Gichigami prayer

(mariareginapittemonteiro) You are my Lake Gichigama prayer     Once we danced in Paris, once we fell in love in Basel and once we loved the big cities and the sea. Kelli, Kelli… Continue reading

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The Coyote is dancing…

The Coyote is dancing Once, locked-up man knew the solace  and the mercy of the kind lakes. Once, the free man danced with the stars and the moon. In the mist of the… Continue reading

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The Island- First seven chapters.

(My new story, myth and tale. Real life. Is it okay, story? Each character had great history, if you researched.)     The Island- Part one A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A dream turned… Continue reading

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Wild horses. A story.

Wild horses Wild horses- Introduction A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A writer and a painter discussing life and things.                              … Continue reading

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I want to fall in love again

     I want to fall in love again I sat with a dear muse by Lake Gichigana. The blessed sun caressed our faces and the new day was coming alive for us.… Continue reading

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The Island- part six

The Island- part six A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter finally.                                          … Continue reading

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The Island- first four chapters.

The Island-  first four chapters. (40 more to go.) The Island- Part one A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A dream turned story. The Island   I am sitting alone near Lake Huron in… Continue reading

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The Island- part four

(The Island- part four A Chapter by Coyote Poetry New chapter)   The Island- part four   I liked the Captain face. He had a ancient and kind face. He took my hands… Continue reading

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The Island- part three

(The Island- part three A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter.)   The Island- part three   I remembered Nicole song and her soft hands caressing my face and chest. I fell… Continue reading

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“Last person standing”

(Last person standing A Poem by Coyote Poetry Not a happy prose poem. A poem to create logic and question my friend.)   Last person standing   I had a bad dream. A… Continue reading

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