Let us kiss and never part..
Let us kiss and never part.. She told the wandering soldier, be my love and stay with me in old Monterey. She brought his face into her warm bosom and she sang to… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Monterey
Hello Jennifer…
Hello Jennifer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I found the poem in a 25 year old journal. Had to re-written. Hello Jennifer.. I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown… Continue reading
A Monterey Summer day..
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
A song of forever…
A song of forever… A song of forever, she didn’t want to sing. She had shun love and she wanted endless night, loud music and her colorful cotton dresses. She was my hippy… Continue reading
Almost love in California..
( Me and Jenny in 1992. In Monterey. ) Almost love in California…. I was your Hemingway and you were my Agnes. We were free falling into a love that could never be.… Continue reading
A Monterey Summer day.
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 loveliest girl in Monterey and a outstanding Bukowski poem.
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
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
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
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