Some river songs..
“Cecelia, be my love. Beautiful Cecelia. Please steal my thought and take me away to the Big Sur. Let’s stay barefoot forever and leave the world behind us. You and me will dance… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
I am jealous of the sea, I am jealous of the September wind.
I am jealous of the sea, I am jealous of the September wind… A beautiful California girl is dancing alone with the Pacific ocean and the the September windy night, tossing her long… Continue reading
Beautiful Beatrice Marcella sat by the sea..
Beautiful Beatrice Marcella sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote PoetryBeautiful places and things can’t be forgotten. Beautiful Beatrice Marcella sat by the sea.. I sat in a field of wildflowers.The scent… Continue reading
Hello Jennifer..
Hello Jennifer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I found the poem in a 25 year old journal. Had to re-written. Hello Jennifer.. I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown… Continue reading
Trying to lose your memory..
Trying to lose your memory.. I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of Monterey, drinking strong coffee and reading dead-end poetry at the nightly poetry readings. I thought I… Continue reading
Bang, bang. Part two.
Bang, bang… You were my Tijana Radeska and I was your Doc Holliday. We loved to argue, we love to wrestle till we fell into secret kisses near the Lake St. Clair. You… Continue reading
The perfect place…
The perfect place.. I saw the four corners of the world seeking perfect place.I wanted to observe the rare views of a lucky life,I stood in the clouds upon the giant mountains in… Continue reading
Love is, just another four letter word..
Love is, just another four letter word… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime love become another dirty word… The word, Love is. Just another four letter word… She was so tire of the useless… Continue reading
We danced, we loved and you never departed my heart..
We danced , we loved and you never departed my heart.. I’m 66-year-old. I don’t believe I’m wiser than when life was to be lived and challenged. Time is moving so quickly. Old… Continue reading
The prettiest gal in town..
The prettiest gal in town A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words for a pretty memory. The prettiest gal in town… She wore her Summer dresses year around. She loved the Monterey weather and she… Continue reading