Run with the wind and dance with the sea.
Run with the wind and dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose. Run with the wind. Dance with the sea…… Continue reading
Run with the wind and dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose. Run with the wind. Dance with the sea…… Continue reading
Daybreak confession to the Sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry In a life we must add up what we have done. Re-set our journey and begin again. Daybreak confession to the Sea… I… Continue reading
Swirl me in your mind… I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading
We become, who we supposed to be…. Chapter one.. I befriended a 30-30 once. I cleaned her five-time daily and I drank the Johnnie Walker whiskey. I wrote dead-man poetry and I didn’t… Continue reading
Beatrice Marcella, my Winter storm… Dante’s Beatrice left him to swim in the misery of so close and so far away. She allowed him to travel to hell and back to find her.… Continue reading
Somewhere in time… ( Poem twenty-four for April poetry month.) I found the Pacific in 2016. The late May-days of Monterey were upon the ancient city. I wandered to the old places, I… 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
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
Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten. Beautiful Laura sat by the sea… I sat in a field of wildflowers.The scent of… Continue reading
A California free man once… Hanging with Jim tonight. (April poetry number eighteen.) Took me 33 years of life, dead brothers and broken heart to learn. Life is more than me. I drove… Continue reading