Tag Archive: Pacific Ocean

Little boy blue.

Little boy blue. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When a child fall down. Someone must pick them up or they could be lost forever.                               Little boy blue Little boy blue lost in… Continue reading

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I remember you.

                                               The coastline of Monterey. 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… Continue reading

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Love and hate.

Love and hate A Poem by Coyote Poetry I wrote this back inn 1993. Young woman wanted everything and nothing. I told her life is long and hard. We must try to be… Continue reading

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The coastline.

The Coastline A Poem by Coyote Poetry In 1991, I drove from Michigan to California. I wrote this poem the day I saw the Ocean. The Coastline I fell in love with her… Continue reading

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Bittersweet goodbye.

Bittersweet goodbye A Poem by Coyote Poetry Goodbyes are necessary. Need closure to all things.     Bittersweet closure “I walked up to her house. I celebrated one year with this young woman. In… Continue reading

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Ecstasy

Ecstasy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poem of love and freedom to dance in the heat of love.   Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under… Continue reading

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A good day to be alive my friend.

A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Each day is a opportunity to do something good.   A good day to be alive my friend (Can you… 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 the… Continue reading

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Beautiful journey.

Beautiful journey. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wise person ensure they take the good road.                     Beautiful journey. A thousand roads to choose. We can ride into darkness without fear of the… 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.      … Continue reading

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