Fool's gold

Just words.

Fool’s gold

 

The irony of life, we learn too late, we can’t have everything we want.

I remember you, a breathtaking beauty who listen to my words, my poetry.

You held my hands and we discussed everything.

I knew I loved you and I remember those marvelous hazel eyes,

those eyes made me forget I was Winter and you were Summer.

You played your guitar and you sang to me at the Monterey bay every weekend.

I told you, “You are more wonderful than the sea, a miracle to my eyes.

Love is fool’s gold, we are always too early or too late to know the ambrosia of love.

I wish I knew you yesterday, when you were a tumble weed in Texas desert.

Now we are stealing time and I am just falling at your feet, needing to hear your

voice and steal some kisses.”

You laughed at my words and your whispered. “You are my soulmate, my California kindness and I live a lonely life. We befall into places where we cannot escape. Dear

Johnnie, we kiss and we never tell. I love how you see me, I feel so beautiful in your eyes.

You make me feel special and you my rare kindness received.”

Today I hold letters, pretty words written from a faraway angel. I raised my whiskey, tell the lonely ashtray,  “To the most beautiful girl I had ever knew. To fool’s gold and wishing well wishes. The murderers of our kindness.”

 

Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Some words.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

I was winter and you were summer......they say opposites attract and I believe that, but unfortunately, they can rarely make a life together. To have the memories of such a relationship, though, is priceless. Your romantic tales are always wonderful. I enjoyed this one. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Lydia for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[AJNJ]

Love is fools gold...sometimes it feels like that. I love the beautiful story narrated here. As the sands of time sift, all we are left with are the beautiful memories of love. And then we know, love is more than just gilt, it's our life.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree my friend. Each touch of love. Never can we forget. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[AJNJ]

Indeed never can we forget. Every ounce of it is worth it. You are most welcome dear friend. Its awesome to read such poetry!

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest John... Love has a way of mysteriously appearing in moments that lilt like notes of a Flute well tuned to the Art of Love... by the sea or in the waves of destiny. The beauty of hazel eyes, the warmth of forbidden fire when vows linger in the atmosphere.... let it be... let it be... truly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Pat. I agree. When love find you. You can't escape her.

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As a kid I don't have experience of this kind of love but if this is how it it then it's beautiful! Thank You so much for sharing your poetry! I'd say I loved it from a reader's point of view.
I'd insist you to read my article "Why collaboration?" and honor us by letting us know your view on it.

Thank You!

[Coyote Poetry]

I will read now dear Aurora, Thank you for reading and the comment my friend.

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"Fool's Gold"......love is this and so much more! It is so precious and yet so painful at times that we are fools for coveting it and fools also if we do not pursue it. Your poem is endlessly romantic in its musings and declarations to the one you loved. Even made more marvellous by the fact that her memory and words still live on so powerfully that you can still embrace her in your own poetry. That is the mark of no fool. Again, a wonderful tribute to what must be a wonderful woman. Lovely writing! :))

[Coyote Poetry]

Some people make us feel so good. We need someone to make us feel important. Thank you dear Jamila for reading the kind words.

[Moonie]

You capture the "feel" of a romance so well, always showing, instead of just telling. It's so immersive for the reader! Good writing!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my dear friend for reading and I appreciate the kind words.

[Ted Kniffen]

You know John, there is a lot of that Rod McKuen vibe in your California writings at the moment. I'm certainly not suggesting plagiarism of words, just an adaptation of the feeling he brought to his poetry ... a way of telling us about love and loss that touches the soul. You have that knack, and I applaud you for the openness you have been showing us.

A good write friend.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Ted. I have free time to write and think. I will research Rod McKuen.

[Coyote Poetry]

I know Ron McKuen. My songs of youth. He is amazing. Most meaningful songs, sang by so many,