Tag Archive: Monterey Bay

I saw the sun in your eyes.

I saw the sun in your eyes. You and I, we are dancing by the Monterey Bay, I am singing words of love for you. You asked me, Johnnie, why did you save… Continue reading

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Two Guitars.

Two Guitars.. Was a warm May-day in Monterey and the sea was wild tonight. Once loud man, now quiet man drank his whiskey alone and he prayed for nothing more, nothing less. Once… Continue reading

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The lucky or the crazy?

The lucky or the crazy. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I lived on the coastline of California for three years. No better place to be.               The lucky or the crazy.. We danced by… Continue reading

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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

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Love didn’t break my heart. Life did.

Love didn’t break my heart. Life did. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Sometimes life teaches us hard lessons.                           Love didn’t break my… Continue reading

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Fool’s gold

Fool’s gold   The irony of life, we learn too late, we can’t have everything we want. I remember you, a breathtaking beauty who listen to my words, my poetry. You held my… Continue reading

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The Gypsy dance…

The Gypsy dance   Late at night on the Monterey bay. If you listen well, can hear the strong voices and song of the Gypsies. They gather in the Winter to celebrate life… Continue reading

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My sea love

My sea love Once we were brave. We kissed, we took off our clothing and we left the lights on. I remember you told me. “I am tire of the darkness, I am… Continue reading

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Fool’s gold

Fool’s gold   Once we held hands and we talks of the great escape. We drank expresso coffee and we walked on the Monterey pier. I savored your sweet voice and I remember.… Continue reading

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Flesh and bones

Flesh and bones (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.)     I fell from the top of the mountain and   I stood with so… Continue reading

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