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Old wise tale. Old man with a heavy load was asked. Why did he carry so much? He smiled and told them. Life expands and multiplies. We must become stronger or fall upon… Continue reading
Old wise tale. Old man with a heavy load was asked. Why did he carry so much? He smiled and told them. Life expands and multiplies. We must become stronger or fall upon… Continue reading
Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty woman near. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The good days are not forgotten. Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty woman near. I was passing time. Waiting for… Continue reading
Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten. Beautiful Laura sat by the sea.. I sat in a field of wildflowers.The scent of… Continue reading
Big Sur Big Sur, God’s country. Big Sur, canvas for the painter, poetry for the eyes of the beholder. Coyote
I gave my love to you, my sweet Beatrice… Was Monterey, was the sea near. It was the whiskey and sweet wine we drank dear Beatrice. We conspired to find new cities and… Continue reading
Where will this road lead us? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can be dead in the heart. Awoken with one sweet kiss. Where will this road lead us? Love has became a raging torment in… Continue reading
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 the safety of her power… Continue reading