Monthly Archive: June, 2019

Big Sur a-dreaming

(Big Sur a-dreaming. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a trip. You are invited. Most beautiful and peaceful place. Big Sur, Ca.)   Big Sur a-dreaming.            … Continue reading

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“The intoxication kiss”

The intoxicating kiss   The wine, the songs and the foolishness. These three temptations make me shred my wisdom and my logic. Her intoxication kiss made me know great madness and I needed… Continue reading

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“The waltz of the Angels”

The waltz of the Angels   I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming, Sunday morning is a-coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a… Continue reading

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Happy or sad?

Happy or sad?   Pretty poet asked, Monterey dark poet, are you drinking by the sea tonight?   He looked at her pretty face and he whispered.   The sea is kind, always… Continue reading

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Remembering the fragrance of Winter

Remembering the fragrance of Winter   I had lived the soldier life. The warm days of Spring did not bring love. The lucky sought the rendezvous with the sweetness of love when the… Continue reading

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“The color of love”

The color of love   Dear lover, you made me come alive. The fire in you eyes make me wish to swim in your brown eyes and drown in the gentleness of your… Continue reading

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The lucky or the crazy.

The lucky or the crazy We danced by the light of the moon, every Saturday and Sunday we came and watched the sun fall into the sea.   I watched you write my… Continue reading

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Big Sur

(Big Sur and Alisa Fineman A Poem by Coyote Poetry A beautiful song bird of the California coastline.)     Big Sur and Alisa Fineman I put two brothers into graves in 1988-1989,… Continue reading

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Fathers & Daughters – Michael Bolton

Wonderful song and words. Mihran Kalaydjian's Official Blog “Anyone can be a father, but it takes someone special to be a dad, and that’s why I call you dad, because you are so… Continue reading

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Capture love’

Captive love   My lady of May became my Summer lover, my kind and sweet woman had seized my heart and she awoke my slumbering heart.   I  whispered to her, lullabies of… Continue reading

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