Nothing left to lose..

A old poem with a re-write.

Nothing left to lose..

I lay in the silence of deadening silence. All dreams dead and buried when you left me alone. You were my savior and my killer. I remember the first kisses, drinking and smoking cigars. We laughed at life and tomorrow was just another day to be lived. I remember you stripped down to bare skin and danced upon the October Pacific sea shore. I knew the Gods of the sea and I was blessed to watch you dance for the night.


I knew you were the November breeze. Just touched our skin and disappear to unknown places, leaving old men with wishes and songs to be sang.


I sat alone on the Seaside beach. I wrote words and I sang lonely songs. Me and the sea cried and we wished to see your beautiful face. We yearned to see your perfect nude body dancing for us.

Life had took it toll. I have learn, old men wish and young men try.


I told the young Poet. I have nothing left to lose. Love is the best sensation, leaving the essence of things we cannot hold again. Sometime accepted the limbo of life, is safe and sound place to be.


I told the moon and the sea. I loved her. I did.

Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Dennis Wolf]

This one tastes sweet and bitter all at the same time... No, scratch bitter... More like, sour.

There is no sense of regret, just missing someone. A sickly and intoxicating emotion, the illusion of a 'want' disguised as a 'need'.

Think this is probably one of your greatest works.

Thank you for sharing.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Dennis Wolf. I appreciate the positive comment.

[Dennis Wolf]

No problem. :)

[Shelly Wiseberg]

I really loved and enjoyed your poetry well desribed and emotional right up my alley, well done

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Shelly and thank you for reading. I appreciate the comment.

[~Sarah~ Idríel T..]

The sea keeps important roles in your writings. You can feel those nights at the beach through your words. Thank you for sharing it.

The sea has always keep calling me. What an adventure it would be!

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Sarah. I need a year near the Pacific. Thank you dear friend for reading and the comment.

[redd Brick Keshner]

And the moon and the sea love back in ways that the non lover will never quite understand.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right dear poet. The stars, the sea and the moon keep our secrets. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[meepmoom]

This is hauntingly beautiful, life lost to love or love lost to life in all of its changes. excellent work I really loved this, its style and flow are great!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Lydia. I appreciate the comment.

[Dave Brown]

old memories improve with age

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes they do Dave. Like a 12 years aged whiskey. Thank you for reading and the comment.