The pretty flower near the sea.
The pretty flower near the sea. I was station at Fort Ord for three years from December 1991 to May 1994. I would walk the long beach from Fort Ord. to downtown Monterey,… Continue reading
The pretty flower near the sea. I was station at Fort Ord for three years from December 1991 to May 1994. I would walk the long beach from Fort Ord. to downtown Monterey,… Continue reading
I am jealous of the sea.. Was a beautiful Dust of the day coming and I watched you dance with the sea. I told the falling sun, the rising moon. I am jealous… Continue reading
Love, Dance and celebrate being alive… (WarningThis Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18.) She was so beautiful. Five foot eleven inches in height. A slim and… Continue reading
The kiss.. The old poet write by the sea, he scribble words about faces, places missed and gone. The radiant morning sun sun-kissed his face and he told the Pacific ocean. The poet’s… Continue reading
With open eyes.. I love the girl who can see beyond the lies. I love the girl who can watch the morning come alive. I love the girl who love books and adore… Continue reading
The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could of done… Continue reading
Like a river, going to the sea… I am following the moving river and I can smell the sea in the air. I decided I was a prisoner in a mess-up prison. I… Continue reading
She danced by the light of the candles. Sitting by the bay.Watching the sun fall into the sea. I’m a street poet of the night and I wear Army greens in the day. I’m waiting… Continue reading