I gave my love to you, my sweet Beatrice… Was Monterey, was the sea near. It was the whiskey and sweet wine we drank dear Beatrice. We conspired to find new cities and… Continue reading
Where will this road lead us? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can be dead in the heart. Awoken with one sweet kiss. Where will this road lead us? Love has became a raging torment in… Continue reading
You are my ocean… My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free. I danced with her, as a child. I fell into her waves and I felt the safety of her power… Continue reading
The Pacific A California coyote. Fault line of California. Coyote spirit A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left. Coyote spirit… (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the joker. Laugh… Continue reading
In Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry Monterey is paradise. Old wounds can be closed and new hope can be born near the sea. In Monterey…. Dear Jenny, please come to Monterey.Come walk… Continue reading