Category Archive: Michigan

“I knew how to sing once dear Julie

I knew how to sing once dear Julie   Once I believe in love and I believed in the ambrosia of forever. When I drink my coffee late at night and I write.… Continue reading

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“The Iron Mountain song”

The Iron Mountain song   I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw her face and I needed to talk to her one more… Continue reading

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“What will be left”

(Below is real. I took my grandchildren to some of these Michigan lakes. A old poem and something to think about)   What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need… Continue reading

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Tell me, how you lived?

Tell me, how you lived?   Old poet told the people at the poetry reading. Dead men, do not rise. He read some quotes. “For each man kills the things he loves, Yet… Continue reading

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Lake St. Clair photos

The warm days of Summer.

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I am going to take care of you’

I am going to take care of you   I was trying to drink myself to death, I had the Iron Mountain blues and the whiskey nights made the night roll easy. Maybe… Continue reading

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Port Austin, Michigan

Port Austin   Port Austin, in the thumb of Michigan. Touched by Lake Huron.   A gathering for the people who love the lakes and the privacy of the small city and the… Continue reading

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Saving Amber- part three and four

Saving Amber- part three A Chapter by Coyote Poetry New chapter Saving Amber- part three   Amber told Coyote her story and she described her dreams. Even as a child, the monsters haunted… Continue reading

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Port Austin

Port Austin Port Austin, in the thumb of Michigan. Touched by Lake Huron. A gathering for the people who love the lakes and the privacy of the small city and the kind people.… Continue reading

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‘Fairytale ending’

Fairytale ending A Poem by Coyote Poetry {Sometime life is fair. We can have a fairytale ending when all things fall into place properly.} Fairytale ending Love letters are sent. New hope is… Continue reading

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