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
Tag Archive: the sea
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She was a dancer…
She was a dancer… She was a dancer and I was the Monterey Irish Pub drunk. She could paint the sea, she could paint the forest and she could paint beautiful faces and… Continue reading
Divine Nature..
Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of us… Continue reading
Daybreak confession to the sea…
Daybreak confession to the Sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry In a life we must add up what we have done. Re-set our journey and begin again. Daybreak confession to the Sea.. I… Continue reading
We need to slow down..
We need to slow down… Messed up life, messed up days and messed up nights. Now the quiet nights making me turn into a madman. I hear the whispers of kind people telling… Continue reading
Dear California…
Dear California.. Do you remember me?I do remember you. I am jealous of the sun,the lucky sun falls into the California sea. I remember when I suicided boarded the Pacific andI loved the… Continue reading
Angels, muses and sirens…
Angels, muses and sirens. A Story by Coyote Poetry There are good and bad death. I recommend you pick the proper one.” Angels, muses and sirens.. “Death did not beat me. I sacrificed everything… Continue reading
The sway of the sea..
The sway of the sea.. I watched her paint her face, she covered her majesty face with colors of brown and black. I told her, you don’t need the make-up. Your beautiful face,… Continue reading
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, dance with the sea…… Continue reading
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