Tag Archive: the sea

Happy or sad?

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

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The Coyote song. Lest we forget..

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

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Big Sur, a-dreaming..

Big Sur a-dreaming. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I need a trip. You are invited. Most beautiful and peaceful place. Big Sur, Ca.                      Big Sur a-dreaming… A un-mark road with a small sign will… 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 sea…

The perfect sea       The golden dust was upon us and the warm day made the sea sweeter and more wonderful. You released your sundress and swirl in a free-fall dance… Continue reading

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The lazy days

The Lazy days     I love our lazy days, no place to go, no place to be. The barefoot days, the beach days. Where we walk the beach at 5 am, drink… Continue reading

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My Bonnie girl

My Bonnie gal   I am going to Aberdeen, to be near the sea. I am waiting for a miracle, my Scotland blessing.   I have loved the ginger-hair girl, eyes of hazel… Continue reading

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“I want to see you again”

I want to see you again   The powerful Pacific ocean hide the love stories of the fearless lovers. I wandered the beaches of Monterey.   I looked at the faces of the… Continue reading

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I called your name

I called your name   I called your name standing on the Monterey pier. The stars didn’t listen to my prayer.   I recalled a memory, a blessing, a forsaken place and tangle… Continue reading

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“My siren”

My Siren The cold days of winter leave me longing and yearning for the hot days of summer. The winter days bring back the memory of our closure of our time together back… Continue reading

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