Dear Goddess..
Dear Goddess.. I remember you my dear Goddess. You were with me on my long walks on the Pacific ocean. You were the view from the ridge of a great mountains where you… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
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Dear Monterey..
Dear Monterey.. The kind Gods took me from war to you dear Monterey. I joined wars to try to die the proper death. Suicide, I couldn’t do. War didn’t want my death. The… Continue reading
Remembering Marianne Faithfull and a poem.
The pretty thing, the dangerous things.. Once I held treasure. We danced in the lost and found of seeking happiness. Once we were fearless and we knew laughter. We had Gypsy souls and… Continue reading
Her garden..
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
Almost to California..
Almost to California. My Boston girl, I found her at Fort lee, Virginia in the Winter of 1976. She was waited for a love who forsaken you. I made her drink the sweet… Continue reading
Falling backwards..
Falling backwards… I liked California. Made me think and drink less. I never understood the California girls. They wanted to figure out the messy world and you can’t. The taverns in California were… Continue reading
Stripped to the bone..
Stripped to the bone…. I told her, I love the darkest things. I want a love so dark, my world turn purple/black. I don’t want sweet words, I want demanding words. I want… Continue reading
The waltz..
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.” The waltz ….. (Was publish in small press, many moon ago.) We were doing a waltz… Continue reading
Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. I need a warm day.
Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose. Run with the wind. Dance with the sea…. One year… Continue reading
Come away with me and a beautiful Norah Jones song.
Come away with me…. We loved the cigarettes, the Johnnie Walker and the good songs. You were North Dakota born, now California blessed. I would massage your wanting skin every night and I… Continue reading