Tag Archive: California

A canvas of you.

A canvas of you. A pretty gal sat with me, holding my hands and I told her.  You are my extraordinary gal. You love the sea, you love the ancient writers and you… Continue reading

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I am jealous of the sea, I am jealous of the September wind.

I am jealous of the sea, I am jealous of the September wind… A beautiful California girl is dancing alone with the Pacific ocean and the the September windy night, tossing her long… Continue reading

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Forever young..

I ain’t done yet my friends, still many miles to go. Are you coming with me? ——————————————————————————- The wine been sweeter, the days been longer. We have survive the bad days and my… Continue reading

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Dangerous woman.

Dangerous woman… She was dressed in her tight black dress showing off her strong legs and her pale skin. Her dark eyes surveyed him with interest. He knew, she would be his instrument… Continue reading

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Highway 40 called me..

Highway 40 called me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I’m tire of same places and faces. I need the road.                                   Highway 40 called me I’m tire, so damn tired. Somehow I got lost.… Continue reading

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Only you..

Only you A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old poetry of love with a re-write.                                 Only you I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost… Continue reading

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The waltz..

The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.” The waltz … (Was publish in small press, many moon ago.) We were doing a waltz… Continue reading

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The Pacific ocean.

 Poetry for the Pacific 1—–I love to hear the orchestra of the Pacific ocean.. The choir of the moving water,  the hymn of the crashing waves and if we listen, maybe we can hear… Continue reading

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The wisp/the kiss, the memory…

The wisp/the kiss, the memory. The Long Island ice tea. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part one.                The wisp/ the kiss, the memory. The Long Island ice… Continue reading

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A California free man once…

A California free man once… Hanging with Jim tonight. Took me 33 years of life, dead brothers and broken heart to learn. Life is more than me. I drove to 2500 miles, Michigan… Continue reading

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