Like a whisper

Just words.

                     Like a whisper

(This is the way the world ends.
This is the way the world ends.
This is the way the world ends.
Not with a bang but a whisper.)
T.S  Eliot


Beautiful Liz whispered. Dear Poet. Nothing is written in stone. People bleed words and do not mean them.  I told her she is my last and first memory.  Sweet Liz drank her coffee and looked to the nearby sea. She pointed at the sky than the sea and she told me. The sea will outlast us. The sky will shine blue when we are gone. I accepted your greed and goodbye.  I took her hand and I told her. I wrote this poem for you. I know you can't forgive me. I understand.

                         I forgave you, I didn't forgive you

Sweet woman had  lived for you.
She gave you everything.
She left her home to be with you.
Now she accepted the loneliness.

The sweet woman had cried a thousand tears and die in heart for you. She had learned the liars prayer.

Her wasted words and her kisses had turned cold. Flesh used and tire want little now. She cursed my face for a time. She had learn that love is fleeing and can vanish. Young men want everything and want nothing. Now the foolish man stand at her door trying to get back in. She raised her beautiful blue eyes and told him.

I forgave you, I didn't forgive you. Please leave.
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Sweet Liz brought my hands to her mouth.  Kissed them. Soft tears fell from her eyes. She whispered love die slowly and painful. It is a quiet death. Maybe all of us must learn. Dead love cannot be rebirth. I won't allow you to break me twice. Please go.

Old Poet sat near the pier. Watched the sea dance upon the shore. He knew there was no fairy tales  endings in real life. People are greedy and don't cherish the real gift of love and kindness. You can't go back to where you have begin. He looked at the sea. Remembered when Liz danced with the waves and knew laughter. She was his only love. Today he gave her closure.

                           Coyote/John Castellenas

Author's Note

A new poem. I hope you like.

Reviews

[1Disawsum]

Such a sad poem, emotion'filled as usual! Your strengths in poems and stories, you can convey the meaning with emotions, dragging the reader in. Love may come and go, we must all learn. We all need closure to move on and heal ourselves. Love can be cruel, but can be worth it. Well done. Your poems are finely written and lovely to read.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you. The education of love is learned too late. We learn to be kind from youth mistakes.

[1Disawsum]

Yes, but love is different for everyone, we all want our own things, usually things that can never be obtained. We all learn to be kind from mistakes we made in our younger years, don't we? Which is unfortunate, because we should all learn to be kind from when we're old enough to know the meanings of kindness equals a fulfilled life.

[Sindu]

It is such a sweet sad tale. Forgiveness is hard to give and accept. This pulls us in to flow with the melancholy tale... closure is what all want.. Beautiful piece. Thanks for sharing.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Sindu for reading and the comment. Even bittersweet endings need closure.

[Adreamer's Bluejay]

This piece is completely heartrending but absolutely amazing. The story you tell here and the way you used emotions to aid your point was phenomenal. Excellently penned and entirely spot on

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you. I appreciate the comment.

[B.J]

Beautiful words. Love is a powerful emotion that comes and goes. Your words are vibrant and colourful to read.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Barb. I appreciate the comment.

[B.J]

You're welcome

[Frieda P]

Closure is always difficult, you've written it so beautifully Coyote. Love the way your poetry always tells a story...stunning my friend.

'Old Poet sat near the pier. Watched the sea dance upon the shore. He knew there was no fairy tales endings in real life.' That in itself is a poem....love the quote too.

[Coyote Poetry]

One of my favorite quotes. Thank you dear friend for reading my tale.

[Baby Ricochet]

This is a real tragedy this is. People can be so unintentionally cruel.

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes we can. Most situation we learn too late. Every person is different. Some more tender. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Sheila Kline]

Even in releasing one who is the sun, moon and stars may bring a bit of closure to a relationship that cannot be. You were kind and understanding in letting her go and you accepted reality for what it was - just that. Your words are always soothing to me to read - even when love is lost. You just have a gentle way of doing that to your readers!! You are extremely talented John and such a wonderful story teller!!!
And I like the quote you use by T.S. Eliot - it is so very appropriate!

[Coyote Poetry]

T.S. Eliot quote made me write the poem. Good to read the ancient readers to enhance our thoughts. Thank you Sheila for reading and the comment.

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

Old Poet sat near the pier. Watched the sea dance upon the shore. He knew there was no fairy tales endings in real life. People are greedy and don't cherish the real gift of love and kindness. You can't go back to where you have begin. He looked at the sea. Remembered when Liz danced with the waves and knew laughter. She was his only love. Today he gave her closure.



Very sad Romantic poet but she can always
be prayed for in time we heal and find a new love
and she down the road may have we all do.


Thank you for sharing wise poet friend.


Blessings. Benita/ kindred poet

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend for reading and the comment.

[Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet]

You're welcome. was a lovely read. Blessings. Benita/ kindred poet

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

I felt the pain and the tears in this poem, and the love that couldn't be saved!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right. Come a point will love can be no-more. Thank you dear Poet for reading and the comment.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

My pleasure, I always look forward to reading your fine work, my friend!

[KAREN]

The words you crafted are so beautiful!

[Coyote Poetry]

When we are young. We can be foolish. Thank you for reading and the comment my dear friend.

[KAREN]

You're welcome as always.