Those were the good days, my friend.
Those were the good days, my friend… A snowy day and the mall at Christmas. I saw a pretty face and she saw me looking at her. We waited for a few seconds.… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
Gypsy heart.
Gypsy heart.. Her eyes, clear blue like the sea,her voice, gentle and sweet.She told me,open the locked doors, wide.We decide if our life and journey is,a prison or an adventure to discover laughter… Continue reading
You are my ocean…
You are my ocean.. My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free.I danced with her, as a child. I fell into her waves and I felt thesafety of her power and strength.Today… 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
Our children…
(My daughter at Big Sur in 2018.) Our children..A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words… Our children… “Your children are not your children. They are sons and daughters of life’s longing for itself” Kahlil… Continue reading
Hemingway last dance..
Hemingway last dance..A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words… Hemingway last dance.. I returned Monterey in late May of 2016. I fell in love with her in 1992. Old Army send me to Fort… Continue reading
Make me believe…
Pretty words… Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She told… Continue reading
Monterey and Big Sur..
Monterey and Big Sur.. I need a year in Monterey and Big Sur to write my novel. The Beauty of Monterey and Big Sur will steal your heart. I need a coffee and… Continue reading
Idyllic places and time..
Idyllic places and time.. The storyteller told the writers. We shall learn that life is Summer and Winter. Spring and Fall. We will know sweetness and we shall know sadness. We will be… Continue reading
I am jealous of the sea…
I am jealous of the sea.. Was a beautiful Dust of the day coming and I watched you dance with the sea. I told the falling sun, the rising moon. I am jealous… Continue reading