Concrete angel

Concrete angel

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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                                    Concrete angel


It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. Yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me when I was stationed in Texas.  I arrived early and I added my name to the back-up readers. Many people came early and I went to the nearby coffee shop near to the reading. It was filled with the College students. I ordered my coffee and I looked for a free seat. Only free seat was lone pretty woman with auburn hair and serious looking hazel eyes. I went to the table and I asked her. Could I sit here please? She gave me a hard look and she told me. You can if you don't bother me with useless conversation. I smiled and I told her. I promise to be mute as a butterfly. I will just write poetry and hold silence. She gave me a odd smile and she agreed. She gave me motivation to write and I wrote a poem for her.
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                      Concrete angel

You whispered to me. Life and love is.
Bleeding and damnation.
Sweetness and the taste of bitterness.
Knowing hate and accepting love pain.
Knowing the liar prayer and accepting less.
Learning the night whispers are meaningless in the morning light.
Men are just lovers, Poets and writers and liars.
After we know a 1000 lies.
We learn.
Better to be a concrete angel than
to know disappointment and heartbreak
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My eyes rose-up from the poem and I saw her watching me. She asked. You believe you are a poet? Are you the Hemingway of Austin, Texas?  I smiled and I told her. Not Hemingway yet. I still need a few more wars and more ladies to dance with in Paris. She laughed at my comment and she asked. What did you write just now? I smiled and I read the poem to her. Her eyes become less cold and she asked. Do you believe this is me? Or do you write garbage to tempt the foolish girls? I told her. I need reasons to write. You were just my muse for the poem. I have known you for a few seconds. Woman show men little. They are the mystery of life. Few woman show real self to another. She looked my face over and she asked. Are you here for the poetry reading?

I told her yes. I wrote some more words into my journal.

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                         Concrete angel

Piercing cold eyes seeking nothing and everything.
She did not want the pledge of love no-more.
Dead love bury and gone.
Make the lonely days less painful she whispered to me.
She wished in nightly private prayers.
For love and hope to rise in her heart and mind.
Lonely tears and silence was her final place and dead-end.
Fair maiden knew hope and held sweet dreams.
Now the concrete angel want nothing and everything.
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I handed the poem to her and I told her my name was Johnnie. Almost Hemingway, maybe more Donne than Hemingway.
She read the poem and she gave me a slight smile. She whispered my name is Angela and I'm glad you interrupted me. I need someone to make me laugh today. Are you alone in Austin today? I smiled and I told her. I was this morning. Maybe you would enjoy the poetry reading. Many of us are up and coming Hemingway and Donne. I would enjoy your company.
She smiled and she agreed. We left the coffee shop together and she surprised me. She took my hand and we walked in silence to the Austin, Texas poetry reading.

                            John Castellenas/Coyote










© 2017 Coyote Poetry


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You had me at, "Knowing hate and accepting love pain" this line stirred something just under my calm surface, "Knowing the liar prayer and accepting less" now I'm hit but I'm all in I'm committed to the end. What honest, deep words with such a sadness, but at the same time I find these words so liberating. We can be 100% real, with a past keeping us humble and yet never stop reaching for the beauty in another despite what has been broken. What A truly Beautiful Poem. Perfection for many reasons. There is one thing, you frame up the male species as a real shady character. My friend,
sex has no place when It come to breaking hearts I have met equally bad people trying to destroy each other. Just my opinion. Coyote you Rock !!
Love it !! God Bless

Sheer Terror

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

Thank you my friend. I appreciate the comment. Also woman can be shady. I knew a few shady ladies.



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I love how you incorporate music with your words, it just makes your art that much more interesting

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Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and the comment. Music is my main muse. Thank you Semaj for reading and the co.. read more
Wow!

Thanks for sharing this with us out here and giving us an insight into your mind for that moment in time...

I think you handled it with grace and dignity.

Well done, you!

Alisa

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Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

Thank you Alisa. I appreciate the comment.
Perfect story of the ebb and flow, the subtleties of a chance encounter between mysterious female and curious male. We can feel the tension and we are drawn into the dance. Coyote, you move me to tears and laughter and keep me mesmerized. Bravo!

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Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

Thank you Annette. I appreciate the comment. All of us need a kind voice and kind face.
There is always a story waiting. This sounds like one of them.

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Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

15 years in the Army and single. I was always looking for a new story and friend. Thank you Jon for .. read more
You had me at, "Knowing hate and accepting love pain" this line stirred something just under my calm surface, "Knowing the liar prayer and accepting less" now I'm hit but I'm all in I'm committed to the end. What honest, deep words with such a sadness, but at the same time I find these words so liberating. We can be 100% real, with a past keeping us humble and yet never stop reaching for the beauty in another despite what has been broken. What A truly Beautiful Poem. Perfection for many reasons. There is one thing, you frame up the male species as a real shady character. My friend,
sex has no place when It come to breaking hearts I have met equally bad people trying to destroy each other. Just my opinion. Coyote you Rock !!
Love it !! God Bless

Sheer Terror

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

Thank you my friend. I appreciate the comment. Also woman can be shady. I knew a few shady ladies.
love your approach it is new and in a world of struggle new is uncommon

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Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

All of us need kindness. I do appreciate the comment.
I very much enjoyed this reading. It's an oddly familiar story. Excellent poem

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Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

Many writers and Poets know this tale. Us, who observe life can find good conversation and interesti.. read more
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Very well good craved from your heart. Like ancient poem what was find. Craved in some greek palace. Words go very deep and meaning have so many aspects. Just wonderful write

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Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

Thank you my friend. I appreciate the comment.
I could basically see a movie scene in this piece. A poet looking a place to write, meet a somehow cold and detach woman who soon will open her heart to the poet.. Wonderful piece.

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Coyote Poetry

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Coffee shops conversations. Maybe my best place to befriend new people. Thank you for reading and th.. read more
Wow, I loved this. emotion and flow envelopes each line. Great job!

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Coyote Poetry

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Thank you my friend. I appreciate the comment.

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