Tag Archive: Monterey

If it be your will…

If it be your will   I saw her sitting alone with a small child. Pretty auburn hair and hazel eyes. Soft tears were falling her eyes and I went to her.  I… Continue reading

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Dear 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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I gave my love to you, my sweet Beatrice…

(I found some old letters from dear Beatrice. I found some old poetry. I hope you like)   I gave my love to you,  my sweet Beatrice   Was Monterey, was the sea… Continue reading

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My dear Beatrice…

My dear Beatrice   She told me. “Johnnie become like the dancing waves. Wild and free. Allow the Monterey nights to make us know the freedom and  the laughter. Enter into the mediation… Continue reading

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“I remember you”

  I remember you.   The summer days were long and the splendor of the blue skies and the bright sun. Beckon us to the sea. The heat of hot Summer  days. Thaw… Continue reading

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Almost to California

 Almost to California. My Boston girl, I found her at Fort lee, Virginia in the Winter of 1976. She were waited for a love who forsaken you. I made her drink the sweet… Continue reading

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Delicate flower.

Delicate flower A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people and places are perfect. They are delicate flowers and perfect places.                                 Delicate flower I was a wore and torn man, receded into the whiskey… Continue reading

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California

   California Once fearless man loved the Pacific, once brave man loved the hippy girls who sang and drank all night long. Once free man, don’t like his cage, no-more. He remember the… 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… Continue reading

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My California

My California   Do you remember me? I do remember you. I am jealous of the sun, the lucky sun falls into the California sea. I remember when I suicided boarded the Pacific.… Continue reading

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