Dream a little dreamA Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. Enjoy.
Dream a little dream
The Dark Poet didn't want to see the light. The pretty Poet demanded attention and answer. She told him, all of us need to dream a little dream. He glimpsed at her pretty face and questioning eyes and he told her. Love is on a silken thread. Easily shattered. The terrain of love can be captured and lost. It is a dangerous dance. The splendor of love can be a symphony of wild nights and days. Flourish like the Spring flowers. Then in the cold days of Fall. Majestic love can become quiet and tamed. The kind woman smiled and begin to draw a picture. Simple drawing of two people dancing near the sea. She had a rainbow bright above the dancing lovers. She smiled and told him. I have painted you the sea, the dance and the rainbow for the want of love. Love is like a rainbow. Filled with color and beauty. To behold and know love. Must rise and fall often. No easy place to find the proper location of real love. The Dark Poet smiled and looked at the delightful beauty. He saw a solace of kindness and boundless energy. He told her. Dear Poet. Men are like glass. Easily broken. Love is twisted and imperfect. We want too much and not enough. What would you do with me? I misused love and left everything for the thirst for war and death. War and death were not kind. Just renewal my hunger to live and find new places and goals. She knew she had took down the smoke screen of fear. She told him. Lets buy some wine and wait for the water to come and retreat. In the morning. Maybe we can travel and create a never ending friendship. Better to laugh and dance than wait for death. Death will come. The Dark Poet remembered, once love was holy, holy was love. He agreed and two Poets wander to the Monterey Bay. He knew war was never ending and love can exist if the heart is fearless and unafraid. Coyote/John Castellenas
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5 Reviews Added on November 15, 2014 Last Updated on November 15, 2014 AuthorCoyote PoetryMIAboutA Poet and writer who love to read and write. My pleasure is reading about the bad and good in a life. Also to honor the Poets/Writers of the past by reading their words. Remember .. more.. |

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