Tag Archive: Pacific Ocean

Blue is love…

Blue is love.. 1- You are. As pretty as a perfect painting and I adore your sacred shores. The moon is above us, lighting the night and my feet are touching the Summer… Continue reading

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Into the west…

Into the west. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  July poetry number three…  Into the west… Westward bound winds are calling my name and the Pacific ocean is whispering to me. Please Johnnie, please come… Continue reading

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I am jealous of the sea..

I am jealous of the sea.. Was a beautiful Dust, of the night coming and I watched you dance with the sea. I told the falling sun, the rising moon. I am jealous… Continue reading

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I am jealous of the sea…

I am jealous of the sea.. Was a beautiful Dust of the day coming and I watched you dance with the sea. I told the falling sun, the rising moon. I am jealous… Continue reading

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No tears at my farewell…

No tears at my farewell A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Enjoy life. Take every opportunity to tell someone you love them.                        No tears at my farewell… When my body becomes tiredThe blood doesn’t… Continue reading

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The Pacific ocean

The Pacific ocean A Poem by Coyote PoetryI need a year near the Pacific ocean.                                       … Continue reading

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The Pacific

Poetry for the Pacific 1—–I love to hear the orchestra of the Pacific ocean.. The choir of the moving water, the hymn of the crashing waves and if we listen, maybe we can hear… Continue reading

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Like a river

 Like a river I knew the first time I saw you. I wanted you. You were wild, untamed, loud and I wanted to fall into your storm. I went to you, rested my… Continue reading

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The brown eyes girl

The brown eyes girl     Was a lonely beach, late Spring brought out the lovers of the sea. I saw near the moving and dancing Pacific. A woman and child. I fell… Continue reading

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The coastline…

The coastline     I fell in love with her on a December morning. I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty, her power.   I walk quickly to… Continue reading

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