“You are my ocean”
You are my ocean A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words amamira amamira: Joanna Beal(Thank you Tumblr) You are my ocean My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free. I danced with… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Pacific Ocean
The sea, the perfect place-You are my ocean
You are my ocean A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words amamira amamira: Joanna Beal(Thank you Tumblr) You are my ocean My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free. I danced with… Continue reading
Two poems for the sea
The perfect sea 2,500 mile journey from Michigan to the California coastline and I found my perfect love. She was wild and not tamed. She danced for me without care and I adored… Continue reading
My earth, our earth-A prayer
My earth, our earth.-A prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. My earth, our earth–A prayer Dear Goddess of the morning sun. Thank you for the splendor of the new day. Thank… Continue reading
–Big Sur, a-dreamimg
Big Sur, a-dreaming. A un-mark road with a small sign will lead you to a hidden beach on Highway 2. A small path will lead you to paradise. A beach not safe for swimming.… Continue reading
You are my ocean
You are my ocean A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words amamira amamira: Joanna Beal(Thank you Tumblr) You are my ocean My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free. I danced with… Continue reading
_The Angels don’t cry for me
The Angels don’t cry for me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. I learn you can’t be forgiven. Just to live with the foolishness. The Angels don’ cry for… Continue reading
Big Sur a-dreaming
Big Sur a-dreaming. A un-mark road with a small sign will lead you to a hidden beach on Highway 2. A small path will lead you to paradise. A beach not safe for swimming.… Continue reading
The Water, Sky and the Earth. Chapter two
The Water, Sky and the Earth. Chapter two A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part two of my story about four people trying to find their way in a confusing world. Old Earth… Continue reading
Free bird
Free bird A Poem by Coyote Poetry Ain’t no real freedom. Even the free bird need a place to rest. Free bird We built our love upon straw and paper. We didn’t know… Continue reading