Big Sur (No words Wednesday)
Little River Inn, Big Surf, California Amazing rocks and dangerous water, Pfiefer beach, Big Sur
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The word 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
If I knew.
If I knew. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn too late to be quiet. Anger and violence leads only to more pain and sadness. If I knew If I knew. I… Continue reading
Don’t look at me with disappointment.
Don’t look at me with disappointment. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Better to walk alone then to walk with the dead in spirit. Don’t look at me with disappointment. … Continue reading
Secret love and hidden memory.
Secret love and hidden memory. I saw her face today.Made me wander back in time.Each of us hold our Beatrice’s near.The writer holds on to memories like a drunkard holds on to his… Continue reading
Angela
Angela (I knew a beauty in California. So beautiful and already dead in soul. I tried to bring her laughter and joy. Sad part she fated away to her self pity. I always… Continue reading
Big Surf and Alisa Fineman
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 two brothers into graves in 1988-1989. Joined… Continue reading
The human touch.
The human touch. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow down and… Continue reading
The word 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