Big Sur photos and some words.
Big Sur No internet, no phone calls. No worries had followed, Me and my old friend had gathered again. Thank you Pacific Ocean and Big Sur. Always a wonderful place and day… Continue reading
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Monterey and some words.
Looking for Hemingway I am in Monterey. Hemingway chair and face is gone. But I feel his present. He told be to order a double of Irish whiskey, find a sassy girl.… Continue reading
Now nothing remains the same’
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
My Beatrice
My beautiful Beatrice. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean is near, no place to be and a beautiful Italian girl. Paradise for the lucky in love and life. My beautiful Beatrice. Miracles and sweet… Continue reading
Please come to Monterey
Please come to Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I found the poem in a 25-year-old journal. Had to re-written. Jennifer I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown… Continue reading
Goodbye August
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
“The sweetest things”
The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry The simple things my friends make life worthwhile. The sweetest things I have seen so many beautiful places and I have walked on places… Continue reading
Some Michigan Spring photos
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
Photo Wednesday
40 year old photos. Grandfather told me. You need to travel, test life and have fun. These are the needed memories for us in our old age. Have many friends, never dwell on… Continue reading
I hate you, war.
I hate you, war A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I hate you, War Dear grandchild. I’m so sorry. I left you just blood and hate. My father left me Vietnam… Continue reading