Tag Archive: Monterey

“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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“Dear Monterey”

Dear Monterey   The kind Gods took me from war to you dear Monterey. I joined wars to try to die the proper death. Suicide, I couldn’t do. War didn’t want my death.… Continue reading

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Beautiful girl

Beautiful girl She danced a circle dance for the moon and the stars, her hair flowed freely in the warm nightly breeze. I told the kind moon, thank you for sending me the… Continue reading

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“I want to see you again”

I want to see you again   The powerful Pacific ocean hide the love stories of the fearless lovers. I wandered the beaches of Monterey.   I looked at the faces of the… Continue reading

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Bacchus wine and beautiful ladies

 Bacchus wine and beautiful ladies Once I was free, once I didn’t slumber in living. I remember the sea, I remember barely dressed women dancing for the Pacific. The rhyme and song of… Continue reading

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