Category Archive: Big Sur

Free audio books- Hemingway and Oscar Wilde

Books I have so many. I have love books for 50 years. Jack London “When God laughs” made me want to create. Hemingway words made me wish to travel and test life. Oscar… Continue reading

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Big Sur, California. Chapter three

Big Sur, California. Highway 80 A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Third chapter.                      Big Sur, California. Highway 80              … Continue reading

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The poet and the naked lady

 (Watch the videos. Amazing.) The poet and the naked lady I fell in love with a long legged woman, her eyes of never-ending questions and her flowing auburn hair stole my voice and… Continue reading

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Big Sur meditation

 Big Sur meditation Who are we, my friend? Is our life half empty or half filled? I have seen people who gave-up and gave-in into the  struggle of life. Lifeless eyes, waiting for… Continue reading

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My Fabiola

Fabiola   (Now nothing remains the same)   Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, your kind smile and your beautiful face.… Continue reading

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“The darkest days”

The darkest days Winter of 1992 was holding on and I was hiding out on Highway one. I brought the vodka and pineapple juice to Big Sur. Me and my soldier friend Robert… Continue reading

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Wild horses

 Wild horses Once we made pretty wishes to the California rising sun. You were the artist and I was the word man. We loved the sea, the quiet desert and the midnight silence… Continue reading

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The stormy sea

  The stormy sea   Life is like a burning candle, we can burn brightly or we can fade away to distance memory.   I told my friend, I am too old to… Continue reading

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My California

My California   Azure sky, chaos Pacific ocean, my lover. The stormy sea, the murmur of the sea, whispered to me. Love may slumber, war are never-ending and we shall remember the sweetest… Continue reading

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Liar’s moon lullaby

Liar’s moon lullaby   I told the liar’s moon, eleven anthrax shots given to my by the Army. I have forgotten more than I remember.   I search my deaden mind for faces,… Continue reading

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