Morning glory.
Morning glory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to open your eyes and see the glory of the new day and beauty near. Morning glory. The smell of fresh coffee and pancakes cooking… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
The beauty and the sea.
The beauty and the sea. You saved me. You waited for me by the blessed Pacific Ocean and you turned to me. You looked at me with your sea blue eyes and I… Continue reading
Beautiful faces, kind memories. And a beautiful Jasmine Thompson song.
Beautiful faces and passionate kisses. When the night is long and sleep is far away.Sweet faces appeared to awake dead passion and re-birth ghosts lost in the sea of memories.Regret is plenty for… Continue reading
We cannot own the wind or control the sea. And a beautiful Patricia O’Callaghan singing Cohen.
We had the month of May, once. Pretty gal from Italy told him by the Monterey Bay, the pipe dream poet, he isn’t poetry, he isn’t love, he is cursed, cursed to live… Continue reading
I saw the sun in your eyes.
I saw the sun in your eyes. You and me, we are dancing by the Monterey Bay, I am singing words of love to you. You asked me, Johnnie, why did you save… Continue reading
Roses and lovers.
Roses and lovers. “O my love, O my love. I said: Let me fall or stand, let me fall or stand, let me live or die, but this once hear me speak- O… Continue reading
Love and hate.
Love and hate. Sitting by the Monterey Bay alone.Thinking about a missed woman.I made a wish.It wasn’t the first star,but I made the wish anyway. Stars so very bright, so many I can’t… Continue reading
Big Sur.
Big Sur. A L.A gal is dancing alone with the Big Sur Sea, and the moon half-moon is lighting up the night for her. She wanted a refuge from the madness of the… Continue reading
Sway and a beautiful Anita Kelsey song.
Sway. The Poet’s wish. always sweet and never easy. A dancing beauty moved with the song. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was the Hemingway’s… Continue reading
I wanted you.
I wanted you. 1- She ran into the field of wildflowers. She stirred his eyes; she stirred his mind and heart. He loved her wild eyes and the questions in her voice. She… Continue reading