The coastline. Johnnie needs the sea.
The Coastline
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
In 1991, I drove from Michigan to California. I wrote this poem the day I saw the Ocean. 
The Coastline..
I fell in love with her on a December morning.
I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty.
Her power.
I walk quickly to her.
She was dancing on the shore.
Nothing could equal her beauty.
I gazed in wonder for hours sitting on the sand.
How could I have not escape to her beauty before this day?
Now I walk up and down the shore.
Watching the waves.
The beauty of her be-witched my heart.
I knew when I left her.
I would yearn for her sight.
Never be complete till she was dancing my feet again.
My love was the Pacific ocean.
The peaceful sea.
I wish to be with her today.
Coyote
December 1992
You wrote this in 1992? You can’t even write a correct sentence a year and a half ago. There’s nothing wrong with admitting you’re still learning. I know you take this as a negative thing and many people will never call you out. The other reason why you don’t admit this is because you are learning from a specific writer and we both know who that is.
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I was lucky once. USA Army station me at Fort Ord. Monterey Bay 1992-1994. Could make anyone a poet. The sea.
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That’s not what I’m pointing out. Even your response is clunky. ‘Stationed’, not station.
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The sea doesn’t make you a poet. Writing practice with your own voice does. If you want to take to another level, then learn the technical aspects of it. This is not to say that knowing theory will make you a writer because in truth, it is your interpretation of your observed reality and crafting it with a voice that is unique to you. All you’re doing is copying parts from the writer we both know and forcing them together for you to have a poem. Doesn’t that make you sad?
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Happy New Year. Late is better than never. The Pacific can make anyone create.
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Just keep deflecting. This only demonstrates how much of a fraud you are.
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Yes. Long live your spectacularly unethical plagiarism.
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