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Delicate flower..

Delicate flower A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some people and places are perfect. They are delicate flowers and perfect places.                                  Delicate flower.. I was a wore and torn man, receded into the whiskey… Continue reading →

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The silence and the sea..

The silence and the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We need to listen to the sea, the wind and rebirth each day hopeful and ready.                                        The silence and the sea.. Blessed is… Continue reading →

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Poetry for the Pacific Ocean..

Poetry for the Pacific Ocean.. I love to hear the orchestra of the Pacific Ocean.. The choir of the moving water,  the hymn of the crashing waves and if we listen, maybe we can… Continue reading →

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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 and I… Continue reading →

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Dear Maggie Elizabeth..

Dear Maggie.. ( Dream writing again.) She was my sea dancer, she was a kind lover. Now, she is a lasting memory, and she is tattoos on my mind. I was being loco,… Continue reading →

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My dream weaver..

My dream weaver.. 1- I do remember our moonlight dance at Big Sur.We had the half moon above us andI saw everything beautiful in your wild hazel eyes.I tossed you into a swirl… Continue reading →

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My dear Beatrice..

My dear Beatrice.. She told me. Johnnie become like the dancing waves. Wild and free. Allow the Monterey nights to make us know the freedom and  the laughter. Enter into the mediation of… Continue reading →

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San Francisco..

San Francisco A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A wild and fun city. The people were kind and the city was safe for people seeking good drink and a good time. I found this poem… Continue reading →

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Wild as the wind..

Wild as the wind… I told her. I need more of your kisses, I need more of your poetry verses by the sea.I needed you yesterday, I need you today and I need… Continue reading →

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Almost home..

Almost home.. Took me 26 years and four bloody wars zones and I learn.Monterey was still there,the Pacific was still dancing and you could buy a cup of Irish Coffee on the pier.… Continue reading →

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