Tag Archive: the sea

The Waltz.

The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever. The waltz … We were doing a waltz upon the beach. The waves were the orchestra and the… Continue reading

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The Pacific Ocean.

The Pacific Ocean. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  The sea. Beautiful place weaved into my dream.                                     … Continue reading

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I am jealous of the sea.

I am jealous of the sea.. Was a beautiful Dust of the day coming and I watched you dance with the sea. I told the falling sun, the rising moon. I am jealous… Continue reading

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The gales of Winter.

The gales of Winter. Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleep. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near.  I believe, all of us, are like the long… Continue reading

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The sea.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Best place to be. Near the sea with good friends, music and free time.                               The sea.. I told her. Become like the sea. Move with the dancing waves,… Continue reading

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The Coastline…

The Coastline.. I fell in love with her on a December morning.I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty.Her power. I walk quickly to her.She was dancing on the… Continue reading

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I want to see you again..

A Poem by Coyote Poetry ( Good days become sweet dreams with time.)                   I want to see you again.. The powerful Pacific ocean hide the love stories of fearless lovers.I wandered the beaches… Continue reading

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Maybe, one more cup of Irish coffee?

Maybe, one more cup of Irish coffee? ( April is poetry month. This is new poem number twenty-two. ) I remember the fragrance of her. She smelled like the sea and Irish whiskey.… Continue reading

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The sea.. And a beautiful Gabriella song.

The sea. (New poem sixteen for April. The poetry month.) The old poet told the young poets, old ladies and the kids. 1- Bit by bit, piece by piece. We are create puzzles… Continue reading

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Afraid of love..

Afraid of love.. I sat on the sand on the Monterey beach slowly drinking my Black Velvet whiskey alone. Pretty Autumn Marie sat with me and I held her hands. I saw the… Continue reading

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