Category Archive: Monterey

My oh my…

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

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The prettiest gal in town

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

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Dear Michigan…

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

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Monterey…

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

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Bukowski poem— The most beautiful woman.

  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

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Monterey…

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

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Now nothing remains the same…

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

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Coffee shop conversation…

Coffee shop conversation     A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games.                                    Coffee… Continue reading

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Free-falling…

Free-falling (A unforgettable muse) Once we were the crazy ones. We believed in love and we believed in forever. We were sweet Summer red wine and discoverer of new and unknown places. I… Continue reading

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You are my Spring blessing

(Steve  Hanks painting) You are my Spring blessing     Loveliest girl in my world, she drank her morning coffee and her tan bare feet moving with the morning song of the birds… Continue reading

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