Into the west.

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 dance with me, I am waiting for you. I will keep you safe.

The Devil knows my name and I know the northern winds are killing my soul.

The Goddess of the sea will keep me safe from the Devil's kiss.

I am driving down highway 80 west and Jim Morrison songs blasting out of my radio. His songs keeping me awake and I have 2500 miles to go.

San Francisco is in my view and I can smell the sea, I can taste the sea.

I find the first open path to the sea on Highway one. I stop and I adored the beautiful Pacific ocean. She is wild and powerful this night.

I take off my shoes and I go to her. I tell her. Thank you dear Goddess of the sea for calling my name and I am with you.

Thank you.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Ranger Kessel]

In yoda speak"a story teller you are" I have a fondness for your writing. Thank you

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Ranger Kessel. I appreciate the comment.

[Robert Haigh]

Oceans have a special magic, I would say. They can be calm and soothing, or wild and invigorating! A fine write!

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Robert and thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Mystical just like the song 🎵
Love this
You have a way of telling a story
It’s breathtaking as I read it
Thanks 🙏

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Julie. One day, I will save some money. Write my great novel and edit my work. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Chris Shaw]

The ocean can have a magnetic pull. You clearly love the Pacific ocean Coyote and I enjoyed the journey you took me on to get there. Jim Morrison and the tang of salt on lips make it extra special. Hope you are well my friend.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Chris. I need a few years near the sea and thank you for reading and the comment.