Jennifer…
Jennifer A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust tattoos words. I found the poem in a 25 year old journal. Had to re-written. Jennifer…. I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown Monterey in early… Continue reading
Jennifer A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust tattoos words. I found the poem in a 25 year old journal. Had to re-written. Jennifer…. I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown Monterey in early… Continue reading
The lost and found A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen love is misplaced. hard to find again. The lost and found… I loved the Monterey nights. I would walk from Fort Ord, California to… Continue reading
I want to see you again. A Poem by Coyote PoetryGood days become sweet dreams with time. I want to see you again…. The powerful Pacific ocean hide the love stories of fearless… Continue reading
My oh my Johnnie was drinking hard whiskey, was watching the sea dance and the sky turn more blacker and dangerous on the Monterey Wharf last tavern. A sweet voice whispered, big storm… Continue reading
The prettiest gal in town A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. The prettiest gal in town She wore her Summer dresses year around. She loved the Monterey weather and she always carry a… Continue reading
Dear Michigan —- Treasure memories Dark taverns, strong drink and I’m thinking of you. Pretty Austin, Texas girl with strawberry red hair sitting near me. She smelled like you. She… Continue reading
Monterey A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part one. The letters. Monterey The letters Dear Beth I roamed your Facebook site. You are still so beautiful. I told you I was okay. I don’t… Continue reading
The most beautiful woman Everyday the most beautiful woman I knew, she sat with me at the Army mess hall and she looked at my face hard and she asked.… Continue reading
Dear Monterey Once imprison man was taught how to be free by the dear Pacific. Kind Monterey, showed him, he had just begin. Once the Winter days of life stole his… Continue reading
Now nothing remains the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Now nothing remains the same Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the… Continue reading