Category Archive: California

The road called me.

                The road called me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of same places and faces. I need the road.                                    The road called… Continue reading

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Will I find you tonight?

Will I find you tonight? A Poem by Coyote Poetry The first true love is never forgotten. First touch, first kiss leave us wishing for the first dance again.        … Continue reading

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Decisions are many. We need to make the right one. “Waiting by the wayside”

          Waiting by the wayside. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must stop and re-adjust our life and thoughts.                                      Waiting by the wayside I was  waiting… Continue reading

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Freedom is missed. When it is gone. “Coyote spirit”

      Coyote spirit A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left.   Coyote spirit (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the joker.… Continue reading

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Drink of me, my love

                              Drink of me, my love I hid in dark places for many years. I volunteered for far off… Continue reading

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Monterey coastline

                                The Monterey coastline. From Big Surf to San Francisco. The free sea is for us to see.… Continue reading

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Do you know me?

          Do you know me? Pretty girl sat by the motel window. She is watching the ocean and the coming storm from the western sea. She is drinking coffee… Continue reading

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Only you

Only you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry of love                                Only you I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach… Continue reading

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My favorite poem. “You will always be on my mind”

              You will always be on my mind The splendor of true love, Where you allow the wall of fear to fall completely down. Allowing emotion and… Continue reading

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Live is easy when we learn. We are just “Flesh and bones”

          Flesh and bones (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain. I stood with… Continue reading

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