Tag Archive: California

The dance….

The dance A Poem by Coyote PoetryMany 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 and… Continue reading

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Beautiful Laura sat by the sea…

Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote PoetryBeautiful places and things can’t be forgotten.                         Beautiful Laura sat by the sea…. I sat in a field of wildflowers.The scent of the… Continue reading

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Let it be…

Let it be…                Old man sitting alone.                Sitting on the cliffs of Pacific Grove.                You can see the Pacific ocean forever.                Miles of the beautiful and powerful sea.                He write… Continue reading

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Big Sur- a-dreaming…

Big Sur a-dreaming. A Poem by Coyote PoetryI need a trip. You are invited. Most beautiful and peaceful place. Big Sur, Ca.  Big Surf a-dreaming….. A un-mark road with a small sign will lead you… Continue reading

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I called your name….

I called your name A Poem by Coyote PoetrySome Prince song and some words                            I called your name… I called your… Continue reading

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My secret love

Secret love Once brave man is quiet now. Bloody life led him to lonely place and the Monterey bay. He called a old phone number and he listened. A sweet voice whispered. I… Continue reading

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At midnight…

  At midnight I called her at Midnight hour and I told her. Dear Jenny, I remember you and I remember us. I love you still and forget me not. Jenny is crying… Continue reading

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San Francisco, Monterey and Big Sur..

                                          San Francisco, Monterey and Big Sur The year 1992, I left the… Continue reading

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We are born to live

We are born to live A Poem by Coyote Poetry New words.                                    We are born to live… Continue reading

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California poetry

Dear Clinton, Michigan     You told me often. Love wasn’t enough. The heart become too hidden with time and age. ——   California isn’t enough     I called you beautiful Jenny… Continue reading

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