California mountains
California mountains No factories, kind people. Open country and a million acres of forest. No rushing, slow pace. This is what life should be. Coyote
California mountains No factories, kind people. Open country and a million acres of forest. No rushing, slow pace. This is what life should be. Coyote
A thousand years You came to me in my sweet dreams again and you were dancing in your white Summer dress by the lake. I watched your beautiful face smiling and… Continue reading
Old Monterey and Hemingway I was looking for my friend Hemingway. They hid him away. My old eyes found him moved, near the sea on Monterey wharf. We stood together and we… Continue reading
The rising sun I sat in the New Orleans in 1996. I liked New Orleans. Hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I drank whiskey with old men and pretty… Continue reading
Big Sur Big Sur, God’s country. Big Sur, canvas for the painter, poetry for the eyes of the beholder. Coyote
Pacific Ocean Some noises are beautiful. The song of the Monterey Bay. Singing seals. Blessings for the lucky. Coyote
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
Big Sur Perfect landscape painted by God’s hands. Ocean, sand and the green earth making perfect painting. Lucky eyes can appreciate the blessing of the kind gods. Coyote
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
A woman, like you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Reading my poetry from 1993. Made me think of a good memory and good time. A woman. like you. Me and my sweet… Continue reading