Just poetry. Enjoy

beulah and john

Three short poems

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Just words


                           -Old man
Standing by dirt and gravestone.
I whispered I miss you my grandfather.
I have become you.
Your words have became my words.
Thank you dear friend.
                              – I love you
I love you,
I love you,
I need you.
Forget me not my love. ———————————–

Love didn’t break my heart.
Life did.
I learn all good things must end with screams and tears.
Please my dear friend.
Give me hope.
Please give me enough rope to hang on.

Coyote/John Castellenas