A Poem by Coyote Poetry
In 1991, I drove from Michigan to California. I wrote this poem the day I saw the Pacific ocean for the first time.
I fell in love with her on a December morning.
I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty.
I walk quickly to her.
She was dancing on the shore.
Nothing could equal her beauty.
I gazed in wonder for hours sitting on the sand.
How could I have not escape to her beauty before this day?
Now I walk up and down the shore.
Watching the waves.
The beauty of her be-witched my heart.
I knew when I left her.
I would yearn for her sight.
Never be complete till she was dancing my feet again.
My love was the Pacific ocean.
The peaceful sea.
I wish to be with her today.