Big Surf a-dreaming.

I need a trip. You are invited. Most beautiful and peaceful place. Big Surf, Ca.

                                 




                    Big Surf a-dreaming.
 

 
A un-mark road with a small sign will lead you to a hidden beach on Highway 2.
 
A small path will lead you to paradise.
 
A beach not safe for swimming.
 
But climbing into the rocks. Being one with the sea..
 
The waves will dance around you. You can sit and write.
 
The view has no equal for the eyes to see.
 
Pfiefer Beach is a  nude beach.
 
Famous for beautiful and sexy people.
 
The sea will steal the hunger from your eyes.
 
To view the beauty of the naked young woman on the sand..
 
I wish to drink wine at the River Inn.
 
Listen to the music and hear the voices of the Poets and musicians.
 
I was crazy then. Not so crazy today.
 
I remember when me and my friend chasing the poor people off Pfiefer Beach.
 
We were full of vodka and hate.
 
Told the world to f-off. Leave us alone.
 
So many sweet memories.
On a sunny hot summer day.
 
A young nude girl plays a game of chess with me.
 
I did not win.
 
So many nights on the beach sharing drink and coffee. So missed.
 
Where did the Poet go?
 
Where did all those beautiful and wonderful dreamers go?
 
Now I have only words on a sheets of paper.
 
Memories of a man running down empty beaches.
 
Telling the world to kiss my a*s are gone.
 
But, give me a chance.
 
I believe I would read my poetry at the River Inn again.
 
I would climb the rocks and be thankful to be alive.
 
Play a game of chess with a naked woman and lose again.
 
                     Coyote
              6 Aug. 2003
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Author's Note

A old memory. I was young and free. Roaming the coastline with no rules. I recommend all young people to be free for a time. My Grandfather told me a man with many stories will need them when he is old and gray to bring back days of happiness and freedom.

Reviews

[Keve]

I know Pfieffer beach and the River Inn, also from a time when I was young and free. Maybe I met you back then when I was camping there. That is, if you are truly an "old" poet like me.

I really enjoyed this. Look forward to reading more. Hope you'll give me a once over too.

Be well

[DaniElle LaPointe]

Vodka and hate........ Raw. Unpretentious. Cool.

[Everett DeValle]

Wonderful memories here, Coyote. Loved how your emotions flowed through....I know this place.

[joshua deathdealer]

I love how you tell these stories. Taking the reader along with you. To imagery of the sea and writing. I like how you flowed between the memories also. And nude women. ha ha Love this one Coyote.

[V]

a very nice way to create a story like this. single thoughts put together to a bright and cheerful piece. I wished I could dive a little bit more into your memory, it's just too cold in Germany in winter ;)

[WhiteWillow]

This poem brings to mind the old adage, "Youth is wasted on the young." Memories are a wonderful thing; we shouldn't forget, as we get older, to continue making them. Thank you for the nostalgic work.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

What a wonderful poem Coyote. I wish I had ran free for awhile. Now I am older and alone and I could..........and don't. Maybe I should.

[*** Hey Jude***]

Memories that bring warmth to my heart. Your page is a stop I make at the WC when I am here! I always love your writes, as you take the reader on a visual ride with words! Thanks for the memories. I agree with your Grandfather, what a special collection of times gone by! Keep it up ~
Jude :-)

[Odile RAZAFIMANDIMBY]

Thank you for the trip. Very well written.

[LoveYourself]

BIG SURF < 3 haha, but the best surfing is in Oahu Hawaii brotha :) haha, great write! i really loved it.
~Missy OwO~