The sea is near..
The sea is near.. (April is poetry month. New poem number twenty-nine.) 1- Once upon a-time. I found the Pacific ocean. I went to her and I tossed off my shoes. Took off… Continue reading
The sea is near.. (April is poetry month. New poem number twenty-nine.) 1- Once upon a-time. I found the Pacific ocean. I went to her and I tossed off my shoes. Took off… Continue reading
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
The sea dancer.. The lovely coming Dusk, worshiped the dancing beauty. The falling sun smiled, the rising moon loved the girl, dancing for him. I went to her and I told her, you… Continue reading
You are my ocean.. My first love was the sea. She cannot controlled and she is free. I danced with her, as a child. I fell into her waves and I felt the… Continue reading
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 a December morning.I stop my truck… Continue reading
Happy or sad? Pretty poet asked, Monterey dark poet, are you drinking by the sea tonight? He looked at her pretty face and he whispered. The sea is kind, always near me now.… Continue reading
Lest we forget… Lately the days have become slower and I want less. Once the wild Coyote ran and ran till he found some pleasure, some laughter and a safe place to rest.… Continue reading