The waltz..
The waltz … We were doing a waltz upon the quiet beach. The waves were the orchestra and the wind was whispering a love song. I tossed you into a twirl and I brought her back to… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Pacific Ocean
Into the West..
Into the west… ( I need a year in Monterey near the sea. ) Westward bound winds are calling my name and the Pacific ocean is whispering to me. Please Johnnie, please come… Continue reading
Into the west..
Into the west… ( Johnnie need a warm day.) Westward bound winds are calling my name and the Pacific ocean is whispering to me. Please Johnnie, please come dance with me, I am… Continue reading
I remember you..
I remember you.. The summer days were long andthe splendor of the blue skies and the bright sun.Beckon us to the sea. The heat of hot Summer days.Thaw our cold hearts.The beauty of… Continue reading
My dear Beatrice Marcella..
My dear Beatrice Marcella.. She told me. Johnnie become like the dancing waves. Wild and free. Allow the Monterey nights to make us know the freedom and the laughter. Enter into the mediation… Continue reading
A California a-dreaming and some photos..
A California a-dreaming Once on a full moon night in the Winter of 1992, I found my true love.I saw her dancing and moving for me and she bewitched my heart forever. I… Continue reading
Pacific Ocean. The Ocean song. Some photos.
Pacific Ocean.. Some noises are beautiful. The song of the Monterey Bay. Singing seals. Blessings for the lucky. Coyote
Monterey Fishing Wharf..
Monterey Fishing Wharf.. ( I need a year in Monterey to write my novel.) The city of Monterey, hard to find. But a gem, when found. Gateway to Big Sur and Pfiefer beach.… Continue reading
You are my ocean and some Monterey photos.
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
I remember you…
I remember you. A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back. I remember you… The summer days were long.The splendor… Continue reading