The stormy sea

Just words.

The stormy sea

Life is like a burning candle, we can burn brightly or we can fade away to distance memory.

I told my friend, I am too old to die young. Once endless road become the poet's illusion. We must live and we must die.

Tonight I love the nightingale song, the gypsy-lore of everlasting love, the bliss of the kiss and the faith, the wine glass and drink is always filled.

I remember tantalized ladies, the stormy sea of emotions. Beautiful words whispered to kind lovers.

"O my love, o my love,

I love your face,

I love your eyes of sea-blue,

I love when the night is silence,

where I can lay in your bosom and 

you sang somber songs, sweet song to bewitched my heart."

I remember pretty ladies, who wore dresses of silk,

I remember the Big Sur sea, I could see forever,

I remember the vast desert, where I could feel the silence and burn the sage,

I learn to love the empty spaces and I know,

roses and lover, they can sleep,

and in the Spring,

the kind rose will reach-out to the sun again,

maybe love can too.

 

The ancient floors, the eternal night,

the sleepless heart yearned for the fragrant of things missed.

The stormy sea of living teaches us,

love that whither, cannot be awaken.

Dead men, do not rise and we can't stop death.

                           Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Some words.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i have similar but different memories...Coyote...
but lots of them...of all the ex loves----
and there are some really good memories...
and now just hoping i can keep the memories alive...the mind can be a stormy sea.
i also think your second line says so much, so much.
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Jacob. I appreciate the comment.

[Carola]

your 'just words' are wonderful descriptions, loved you 3rd line, & the last 3 lines.
lovely poem coyote!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Carola. I appreciate the comment.

[Alexandra G.]

Amazing piece, every word means so much... thank you for such a talent!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Alexandra. I appreciate the comment.

[Robert Trakofler]

He he I am too... too old to die young now:) like the message in this Coyote revel in the graces good soul revel revel revel. I love the word coyote by the way especially when pronounced properly by native Americans It has a rolling quality to it. Many tribes believe its a bad omen to see a Coyote but in your case I have found that not to be true:)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Robert. I appreciate your kind words.

[Crosby Idasa]

Nice memory... I keep clapping my hands for you

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Crosby for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Chris Shaw]

Life is too short for stormy seas. Sometimes we have to live through them, but we don't have to remember them. Fill your mind with negative thoughts and it will eat you alive. Remember the good times. We are a long time dead. That's where you took me Coyote. All good wishes.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Chris. I agree. Many storms to conquer. We must.