I am jealous of the sea...

I am jealous of the sea...

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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Some new words. I need a year in Monterey.

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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 of the sea.

The sea had stole your heart and you adore the sea, the Pacific. I want to be like the ocean water. Able to touch your feet, at will. To make you joyous and to make you smile.

You call me your sea, you call me, your dancing poet. My wild eyes, my crazy thoughts and my never ending hunger to test and taste life. Make you smile.

You lay your cold feet across my lap and I caress your feet near the sea. I look into ocean eyes of deep wildness and a million journeys. I tell you.

I am jealous of the sea. The sea owned your heart and eyes. You smile, kiss my hands and you tell me. I love you more than the sea. You are my Winter storm, my Spring time dancer and my dream maker. We love the great storms and we love to suicide board the dangerous water in January. You awoke my heart to the understanding, life isn’t work only, life is being with the sea and love near.

Coyote

© 2021 Coyote Poetry


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There is a peacefulness and spiritual calm one feels when standing there by the ocean and just taking in all of its immense beauty. Whenever I'm racked with a profound sadness I find that going and sitting on the sand watching the waves always comforts my soul. It's not just the sense of wonder but the sensation of being home. Your poem also captures that CP. Thank you for sharing this work with us.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

Thank you Carlos for reading and I agree. The ocean, our place to gain sanity.



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The sea is a muse unto itself. I think if a ship is a she. Then she must sail to him.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

I agree dear Cherrie. Hello my friend and thank you for reading and the comment.
Cherrie

4 Years Ago

It was my pleasure
Wow, the flow is the sea on a clam day. Well said.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
I'm glad to see you are sharing your writing on Tumblr. I am not a part of it, but it makes me glad to know that others will have the opportunity to read your writing that have not before. I am a fan of yours. I hope to have your book sitting on my shelf someday. I feel that is closer to becoming a reality.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

Thank you my kind friend. I appreciate the kind words. Soon, I will work on my book of short stories.. read more
I can feel and peacefulness in your write, this is wonderful

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

Thank you dear Kerra. I appreciate the comment.
There is a peacefulness and spiritual calm one feels when standing there by the ocean and just taking in all of its immense beauty. Whenever I'm racked with a profound sadness I find that going and sitting on the sand watching the waves always comforts my soul. It's not just the sense of wonder but the sensation of being home. Your poem also captures that CP. Thank you for sharing this work with us.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

Thank you Carlos for reading and I agree. The ocean, our place to gain sanity.

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A Poet and writer who love to read and write. My pleasure is reading about the bad and good in a life. Also to honor the Poets/Writers of the past by reading their words. Remember .. more..