Tag Archive: Pacific Ocean

For Spring. “My lovely Beatrice.”

My lovely Beatrice. My muse by the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry               My lovely Beatrice. My muse by the sea.     Beautiful California for us to behold. Enter a love for the… Continue reading

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The Waltz Poetry for the days of Spring.

The Waltz A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.   The waltz We were doing a waltz upon the beach. The waves… Continue reading

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Big Sur and Monterey, California. (No words Wednesday.)

  A view of Big Sur from the nearby hills.   Downtown Monterey   River Inn, Big Sur   The dangerous rocks at Pfeiffer beach.    

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Angela

Angela                     A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull us up to see daylight.            … Continue reading

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Let’s pretend

Let’s pretend A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime little is better than nothing.                                       Let pretend.… Continue reading

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Broken man prayers

Broken man prayers A Poem by Coyote Poetry We pay for every sin my friend. Walk softly through life. Real and solid things come to us rarely.              … Continue reading

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I can show you God

I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on                                   I can show you God The great search for God is fruitless for some. I… Continue reading

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I remember you

I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.   I remember you. The summer days were… Continue reading

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We danced, loved and you never departed my heart

We danced, loved and you never departed my heart A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry with a re-write   We danced , loved and you never departed my heart. I’m 55 year… Continue reading

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The coastline

                          The coastline I fell in love on a cold December morning. I stopped  my truck and I was starstruck at… Continue reading

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