Tag Archive: Beatrice

Come with me. Let’s be wild and free.

1- I was seeking you, you were seeking me. You knew I was near the Monterey bay. I was writing words for the Pacific Ocean and I was thinking of you. I wrote… Continue reading →

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She danced by the lights of the candle..

She danced by the lights of the candles.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Written in 1992 and rewritten in 2018  She danced by the light of the candles… I sat by the bay.Watched the… Continue reading →

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My dear Beatrice

My dear Beatrice A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem written on 16 December 1992. Rewritten today.                        My dear Beatrice She told me. “Johnnie become like the dancing waves. Wild and free.… Continue reading →

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“Secret love and hidden memory”

Secret love and hidden memory. I saw her face today. Made me wander back in time. Each of us hold our Beatrice’s near. The writer holds on to memories like a drunkard holds… Continue reading →

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“A wild bird”

  A wild bird. I saw the fear in her eyes. She told me that “I love you. I need you.” But I’m afraid. Afraid of losing myself in a emotion where I… Continue reading →

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The waltz

The Waltz A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.   The waltz We were doing a waltz upon the beach. The waves… Continue reading →

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Secret love and hidden memory.

Secret love and hidden memory. I saw her face today.Made me wander back in time.Each of us hold our Beatrice’s near.The writer holds on to memories like a drunkard holds on to his… Continue reading →

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My lovely Beatrice. My muse by the sea.

My lovely Beatrice. My muse by the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My lovely Beatrice. My muse by the sea.   Beautiful California for us to behold. Enter a love for the ages… Continue reading →

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I want to see you again.

            I want to see you again. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good days become sweet dreams with time.                   I want to see you again. The powerful… Continue reading →

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My beautiful 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.… Continue reading →

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