Tag Archive: Pacific Ocean

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

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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

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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

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The Pacific ocean..

The Pacific ocean.. The half-drunk poet told the pretty gal in the Irish tavern in Austin, Texas. I had a sweet love once and she is waiting for me still. She made me… Continue reading

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My sea-side love..

My sea-side 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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The coastline…

The Coastline A Poem by Coyote Poetry  In 1991, I drove from Michigan to California. I wrote this poem the day I saw the Ocean.  The Coastline.. I fell in love with her on… Continue reading

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Poetry for the Pacific ocean.

Poetry for the Pacific ocean.. I love to hear the orchestra of the Pacific ocean.. The choir of the moving water,  the hymn of the crashing waves and if we listen, maybe we can… Continue reading

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Into the west…

Into the west… Westward bound winds are calling my name and the Pacific ocean is whispering to me. Please Johnnie, please come dance with me, I am waiting for you. I will keep… Continue reading

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Run with the wind and dance with the sea..

Run with the wind and dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  When life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose.                      Run with the wind and dance with the… Continue reading

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The Pacific Ocean..

The Pacific.. The half-drunk poet told the pretty gal in the Irish tavern in Austin, Texas. I had a sweet love once and she is waiting for me still. She made me flirt… Continue reading

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