If it be your will.
If It Be Your Will A Poem by Coyote Poetry “You don’t find love. Love finds you.” If it be your will. I saw her sitting alone with a small child. Pretty auburn hair… Continue reading
If It Be Your Will A Poem by Coyote Poetry “You don’t find love. Love finds you.” If it be your will. I saw her sitting alone with a small child. Pretty auburn hair… Continue reading
A Monterey Summer day.. The poet sat alone drinking his coffee near the Monterey Bay. He was 35 years old and he felt like he had lived five lifetimes. The soldiers in his… Continue reading
Afraid of love.. I sat on the sand on the Monterey beach slowly drinking my Black Velvet whiskey alone. Pretty Autumn Marie sat with me and I held her hands. I saw the… Continue reading
The Loveliest girl in Monterey.. The loveliest gal in Monterey… she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention. I was the midnight poet and I would go to her shop in… Continue reading
Old Monterey and Hemingway.. I was looking for my friend Hemingway. They hid him away. My old eyes found him moved, near the sea on Monterey wharf. We stood together and we watched… Continue reading
Scars, we do have.. The saddest gal in Monterey asked me. You make me laugh when I want to cry, you make me smile when I want to disappear. You hold my hand,… Continue reading
A Monterey Summer day.. 1993.. The poet sat alone drinking his coffee near the Monterey Bay. He was 35 years old and he felt like he had lived five lifetimes. The soldiers in… Continue reading
The Poet.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be the word man. Good for the heart and soul to release thoughts to paper and pen. The Poet… Many moons ago in the… Continue reading
A Monterey Summer day.. Written in 1996. The poet sat alone drinking his coffee near the Monterey Bay. He was 35 years old and he felt like he had lived five lifetimes. The… Continue reading
The Monterey Wharf.. The city of Monterey, hard to find. But a gem, when found. Gateway to Big Sur and Pfiefer beach. The Monterey Wharf, free sample of clam chowder and kind faces.… Continue reading