Tag Archive: Pacific Ocean

The sweetist things

The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Respect people. Religion should be private. Stay positive. The sweetest thing I have seen so many mysteries and  seen so much beauty.… Continue reading

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The stormy sea

The Stormy Sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry When dreams die. We have no reason or purpose. Need to keep hope and love alive. The stormy sea The beauty of the Monterey bay.… Continue reading

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I remember you.

          I remember you (We can’t allow the small things to kill off all our hopes and dreams. Our children need to have something to reach for. If we… Continue reading

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I serenaded to the paragon of beauty

I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life                             I serenaded  to the paragon of… Continue reading

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Secret love and hidden memory.

Secret love and hidden memory. I saw her face today.Made me wander back in time.Each of us hold our Beatrice’s near.The writer holds on to memories like a drunkard holds on to his… Continue reading

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Can return no more.

Can return no more. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words and actions can create bridges that can’t be repaired. Can return no more We can dwell in paradise, Swim in pleasure and sweet… Continue reading

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Memory of music.

Memory of music. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces.   Memory of music. Let me not fall into dreams of sadness. Allow the awful shadows of… Continue reading

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I used to be.

I used to be. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The past is gone. What can we do to improve our life and show love and kindness to family and friends. I used to… Continue reading

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My siren

My siren A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we need beauty and mystery to keep our hope alive.                      My Siren The cold days of winter leave me longing and yearning for… Continue reading

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I hope I make it till the Spring.

I hope I make it till the Spring. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem. I learn I wasn’t important. I learn to be kind to friends and family. Silence is better… Continue reading

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