The letter

Words my friend. Can carry heavy burdens and take us back to places we need to be.

                                 The letter

Dear Katie

I was lost in too many sad moments and I was tired. I was drained of hope to find a sweet love. I ran from sweet smiles and hid in dark taverns trying to be a ghost. Safe and sound from the disruption of love. Love had turned from sweet Summer wines and tender kisses to bittersweet endings and the goodbye.

I worshiped love once. I yearned for the new kiss and embrace.  I searched for the perfect love and I learn too late. You were my true love.  Your gifts of tenderness and opening up completely to the desperation of young and divine emotion. You have encased my heart. Our midnight confessions and laying nude in the comfort of our warm bed till noon is my daily sweet dream.

Yesterday I held you like you were my last breath. Today I yearn for things I cannot have. You wanted forever and I was just a stranger. Making promises to open doors where love should bloom and grow. I have learned your loneliness. Karma is a fair judge.  I have danced in the one-sided dance of love and need. Leave you empty and alone. Today I walk slower. I tell fewer lies.  I learn tears can teach you to be kind and wiser.

I know you have found a new lover. I heard he worshiped you and his only goal is your happiness. I don't seek forgiveness. You have given me this months ago. I wanted to tell you. You taught me love is real. Not a game or sport. I wrote these words. To apology and to wish you well. I wanted to tell you dear Katie. Every act of love is a gift. You are a beautiful and a wonderful woman. Don't accept less than you deserve.

                             Coyote/John Castellenas

Author's Note

Old poetry written in 1987 with a re-write

Reviews

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

WOW you blow me away with your work every time
we do become very wise in our mistakes my friend and sometimes
we didn't know love or we were so young we just weren't ready to settle
down our spirit was still too wild and rebellious and Karma isn't some thing
I believe in as that is from Hindu Belief I know they believe in fake Gods
but I know god makes sure we learn from that mistake so it comes back to us
the guilt but we end up making things right and in time we stop our
rebellious ways and learn and become very wise from our wrongs as I know god
doesn't like when we are rebellious but only he truly knows our hearts and if we
are sincere in our ways.




Thank you for sharing your beautiful Letter and your memories
this is very sweet of you.

I was lost in too many sad moments and I was tired. I was drained of hope to find a sweet love. I ran from sweet smiles and hid in dark taverns trying to be a ghost. Safe and sound from the disruption of love. Love had turned from sweet Summer wines and tender kisses to bittersweet endings and the goodbye.

I worshiped love once. I yearned for the new kiss and embrace. I searched for the perfect love and I learn too late. You were my true love. Your gifts of tenderness and opening up completely to the desperation of young and divine emotion. You have encased my heart. Our midnight confessions and laying nude in the comfort of our warm bed till noon is my daily sweet dream.

Blessings Kind Poet friend. Benita

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Benita. I appreciate the comment.

[Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet]

You're welcome my friend. :)

[~Sarah~ Idríel T..]

I hope she got your letter. Beautiful letter with full of emotion and love.

[Coyote Poetry]

She did. Her return letter was kind and sweet. Thank you Sarah for reading and the comment.

[~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair]

It makes me sad somehow.

[Alistair (Ali)]

In those wee small hours we hear truths that should wake a world from slumber, but we quietly turn, eyes wide open in the darkness, relieved to know this sweat is ours, and ours alone, the world calms, sinks back to sleeping, but we lay in severed states, fleeced in fidget, begging for oblivion, Gin has been my tonic to let me float upon the leaving lights and quietly, ..if fortunate....i may, in time , forget.

[Coyote Poetry]

Need to forget. Okay to write about. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Alistair (Ali)]

My pleasure, and thanks for the verse.

[LadyAnn68]

OMG so very sad but so very beautiful, weather it si an old write or now! Than you for sharing it...it will live on for many generations.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend. I appreciate the comment.

[Girl With A Pen]

"Safe and sound from the disruption of love. Love had turned from sweet Summer wines and tender kisses to bittersweet endings and the goodbye."

This was so sad and yet there is a comfort and mature release behind your words. Beautifully spoken :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for reading and the comment. I believe forgiveness is truly never given. We accept the loss and move on wiser.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This poem says a lot about change and growth.
Heartfelt. The emotions cant be described.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend. We grow wiser by tripping often.

[Angad Waraich]

Wow!
This is beautiful.
The pain and the grief and then finally the acceptance.
I loved it through and through.

Thank you
-Angad

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Angad. I appreciate the comment.

[Angad Waraich]

You're most welcome

[MsJewel]

Yesterday I held you like you were my last breath. (sigh)...how lovely.
I agree with April. Your writing is full of emotion and so very "real". It is as if you are sharing a piece of your heart with every post....and you have touched my heart with this one.
Your poem is stunning.

:) Julie

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Julie. This is poetry from a 30 year journal. Sometime I do the the rewrites from days gone by.

[MsJewel]

It is lovely!

[gonelikeafreightrain]

Very beautifully written. Amazing how much our language has changed and how expresionate we can be through words

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes we can. I read a book a week and 500 poem at least. I have improved by learning from other writers. The ancient writers can teach us too. With time. Writer will change their view and their words. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Moon]

Your letter is very touching and in a way, I can relate to it. Your apology is true and I hope that she has forgiven you.

[Coyote Poetry]

She did. Young love is easily released. We learn with time and distance. We knew we held true love and left her alone. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Moon]

That is good and you are welcome.