Tag Archive: California

I can show you God…

I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Just thoughts and things to ponder on                                    I can show you God… The great search for God is fruitless for some.I knew a… Continue reading

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Coffee shop conversation…

Coffee shop conversation A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games.                                     Coffee shop conversation… Continue reading

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Love didn’t break my heart. Life did.

 Love didn’t break my heart. Life did… He told the beautiful Gypsy girl near the Monterey bay. Love didn’t break my heart. Life did. I am so tire young lady. I allowed vice… Continue reading

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2500 miles away from you…

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

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Flesh and bones…

  Flesh and bones… (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain and I stood with so many victories. I… Continue reading

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Some river songs… And a beautiful Bishop Briggs song.

“Cecelia, be my love. Beautiful Cecelia. Please steal my thought and take me away to the Big Sur.  Let’s stay barefoot forever and leave the world behind us. You and me will dance… Continue reading

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Kindness, we need.

Kindness, we need… In her eyes, I saw the sea, in her eyes, I saw the long Monterey beach, in her eyes. She had the figure of the Aphrodite, she had the voice… Continue reading

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Lovely Veronica…

Lovely Veronica. The prettiest poet in Monterey read her work to us at the Monterey Coffee house. “Hello love, hello kind friend. In your eyes, you make me feel so worthwhile and so… Continue reading

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Lady green, lady blue…

Lady green, lady blue… Lady green, lady blue, lady sweet. Please allow me to watch you dance with the Pacific. Please allow me to waltz with you with the Summer moon above. Allow… Continue reading

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The reaper.

The reaper… I have played hide and see with the reaper and the fucking reaper found me in Downtown Austin, Texas. She was a pretty gal with a voice of gold. She told… Continue reading

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