Tag Archive: California

The silent sea

The silent sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean, memories and old dreams.                          The silent sea.. We can be humble by true beauty. Life can weaved us to places and situations.… Continue reading

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I wanted everything and I needed nothing

I wanted everything and I needed nothing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the sweetest wine. No fear of failure and fearless in the game of love.                       I wanted everything and… Continue reading

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Big Surf and Alisa Fineman

                                            Big Surf. Near the River Inn. Big Surf and Alisa Fineman A Poem by Coyote Poetry A beautiful song bird of the California coastline.                           Big Surf and Alisa Fineman I put… Continue reading

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We danced, we loved and you never departed my heart.

We danced , loved and you never departed my heart.   I turned 55 year old. I don’t believe I’m wiser then when life was to be lived and challenged. Time is moving… Continue reading

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Rear-end of a so-call love.

Rear-end of a so-call love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime little is better than none.  Rear-end of a so-call love. She poured the tequila. Told me I’m the only one. I whispered.… Continue reading

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Expand and multiply

Expand and multiply A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise tale. Old man with a heavy load was asked. Why did he carry so much? He smiled and told them. Life expands and… Continue reading

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The words man.

The word man. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need people to desire peace before we cross a line of no return. Many years ago. In 1991 to 1993. I would read my poetry… Continue reading

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Highway 80 West Road story part one

Highway 80 West Road story part one. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For Lana Del Rey. She could steal my soul and make me young again.                        Highway 80 West Going nineties down… Continue reading

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Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty girl near

Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty woman near. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The good days are not forgotten. Good whiskey, a old truck and  a pretty woman near. I was… Continue reading

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A good day to be alive my friend

          A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Each day is a opportunity to do something good.   A good day to be… Continue reading

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