I remember you.
The coastline of Monterey.
I remember you.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
The splendor of the blue skies and the bright sun.
Beckon us to the sea.
The heat of hot days.
Thaw our cold hearts.
The beauty of Monterey coastline.
Purify the sadness and losses of living.
I remember you.
Waiting for me on the sand.
You called me the laughing Poet.
A fugitive and faithful friend.
You were my sanctuary and imperfect Angel.
Your blue eyes would watch the waves dance on the shore for hours.
Allowing the Pacific Ocean to erode layers of disappointment away.
I would bring wine and bread.
You would bring the tequila.
You sipped it slowly out of the bottle.
We never wallows in old dreams.
We recanted new great dreams.
We tried to tame the memory of the merciless rules of life.
You rested your body against me.
We were lover’s once.
Friendship took us to the next level.
Now I needed you to listen to my dreams.
Your eyes make me feel strong and wise.
You told me.
“I am safe and unafraid with you.
When I look into your green eyes.
I know I will be alright.
You are my only friend.
You don’t look at my wounds and mistakes.
You love me for who I’m.”
I kissed your lips.
Brought you closer.
Our hands held tightly giving energy and hope for when two people find
the safety of love and friendship..
We wandered to Big Surf.
Sat by the River Inn small river.
The only noises were Alisa Fineman in the distance.
Singing words of hope and love and
the movement of the wind and river..
I told you.
“We can’t let the world to beat us down.
Take away our hopes and dreams.
Cannot allow people with greed to steal our
goals and desires.”
Now sweet dreams are far away.
I can’t remember how beautiful you were.
I’m far from the Pacific ocean.
Dreams are so damn far away.
My impoverish soul screams out for
the dreamers of hope and peace.
The treachery of living.
Slowly took parts of me away.
Leaving a empty shell.
I must visualize.
Go back to Monterey.
Listen to Alisa Fineman’s voice.
Find Where dreams and hope were as powerful as the sea.
Allow the memory of a beautiful woman.
Who held dreams and hope of peace so strongly.
To make me come alive again.
Today for the sake of three beautiful daughters.
My Muse words are so important.
Life is be lived.
Leave the bad stuff behind.
We need hopeful people with dreams of peace.
For this world to be a better place.
Coyote
2 June 2009
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john, I love those lines: “You rested your body against me. We were lovers once. Friendship took us to the next level.” It is in my own situation. And I hear the breathing in and out of the waves of the Pacific.
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Good to be friends. Friendship last forever. Thank you for the comment.
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Beutiful images wonderfully written! Thank you John for bringing me back to Monterey in your lines. I really love the way you write.
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Thank you Marika for the comment. Monterey is a beautiful place. I appreciate your kind words.
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like the waves on the shores, if you fall, i’ll catch you, gently. i will have to spend my days with a boy, perhaps a man but prefer “The One” whom i love far beyond reason. Twice he held me in his arms and still holds me together. I think of him over the moments when he inevitably enchanted me. I tremble and fall over his body, all the clean lines and the smooth shapes of him, i remember every one.
And i hope he realises that even at his worst he would be still the best thing that i ever had.
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…we need hopeful people with dreams of peace’
….and for my daughter as well, thank you for this wonderful poem::::peace::::
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Thank you for the comment and reading. I do appreciate.
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Beautiful sentiments! Good job!
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Monterey is a beautiful place. Paradise for the hopeful and young in heart. Thank you for the comment.
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