Beautiful Beth Hart song and a poem…
My California… Azure sky, chaos Pacific ocean, my lover. The stormy sea, the murmur of the sea, whispered to me. Love may slumber, war are never-ending and we shall remember the sweetest kisses.… Continue reading
My California… Azure sky, chaos Pacific ocean, my lover. The stormy sea, the murmur of the sea, whispered to me. Love may slumber, war are never-ending and we shall remember the sweetest kisses.… Continue reading
2500 miles away from you A Poem by Coyote Poetry We hope distance and separation can make sadness forgotten. It doesn’t. 2500 miles from you On a Winter day in 1989. We said… Continue reading
Into the west. A Poem by Coyote Poetry July poetry number three… Into the west… Westward bound winds are calling my name and the Pacific ocean is whispering to me. Please Johnnie, please come… Continue reading
Waiting by the wayside. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometimes we must stop and re-adjust our life and thoughts. Waiting by the wayside… I was waiting by the wayside.Trying to figure out simple… Continue reading
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 were the orchestra… Continue reading
Wild, wild angel… I am listening to you and you are listening to me. We have fell into a harmonious madness. We must decide to wild and free. Or accept less and sleep… Continue reading
My lovely Beatrice Marcella. My muse by the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My lovely Beatrice Marcella. My muse by the sea… Beautiful California for us to behold. Enter a love for the ages… Continue reading
Trying to lose your memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry written in 1992 Trying to lose your memory… I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of Monterey,… Continue reading
By the sea… I told her, I want little. When I return home to you. Please meet me at the Monterey pier and please wear your dancing shoes. I need a dance with… Continue reading
I hope that I don’t fall in love with you. I found her sitting alone on the sand at the Seaside beach. You held your whiskey tightly and you wanted to be alone.… Continue reading