The loveliest girl in Monterey. The loveliest gal in Monterey,she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention.I was the midnight poet, and I would go to her shop in the mini… Continue reading
The song of the white wolf. The luminous sky above us and we watch. The sun and the moon. Kissed hello and kissed goodbye. We burn sage for our world, and we pray… Continue reading
Our legacy, some little poetry. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Awakening my muse. Legacy, some little poetry. 1- The Monterey tavern poet sat alone and beautiful Eleanor sat with him. Her eyes seeking his… Continue reading
What is ugly? What is beautiful? A Poem by Coyote Poetry What is ugly? what is beautiful? He watched the pretty artist on the Monterey pier. He brought her coffee and a salad.… Continue reading
Naked ladies and the roses. 1- When I hold you tightly and we dance near the Big Sur Sea. The sun kissed our faces and we enthralled in the miracle of love kindness.… Continue reading
She is free. 1- She found me at the Pacific, she taught me how to dance with the sea, she taught me to love Irish coffee and she taught me. Love should be… Continue reading
My singing Nightingale.. 1- Merrily, merrily, we shall go. We will freely escape, seeking the sun, seeking the sea. We may find love? We may hear the Nightingale song. We may find the… Continue reading
We danced for the sea, and we prayed to the Goddess of the sea for more. I called her my honey, I called her dear Jenny and she called me. The mountain who… Continue reading
Now nothing remains the same. Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola. Made… Continue reading
Her garden. I loved her from a-far, she was a true beauty. She loved working in her garden, and she loved her roses and her natural herbs. We would talk of Dryden, Donne… Continue reading