The amazing tree near lake St. Clair.
I gave my love to you, my sweet Beatrice Was Monterey, was the sea near. It was the whiskey and sweet wine we drank dear Beatrice. We conspired to find new cities… Continue reading
You are my ocean My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free. I danced with her, as a child. I fell into her waves and I felt the safety of… Continue reading
Now nothing remains the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Now nothing remains the same Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the canvas of your… Continue reading
Goodbye August A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Goodbye August September days are coming and the warm days of Summer will be gone. I went to the willow trees and I said… Continue reading
Lake St. Clair, Michigan The boys at Stony Creek, Michigan Life is simple my friend. Don’t work till you are dead. A wise person make time for their family and friends.… Continue reading
Old man wisdom I told my childrens. Travel, test life and have fun when you are young. I saw 40 countries and befriended many kind people. Life is to be lived. My grandfather… Continue reading