The wishing well

The wishing well

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
"

Wishes are just dust lost in the wind. Words that will scar the heart and soul. We must know action and seek peace in life.

"
                      


(My friend Donald. He was killed in Iraq in August 2004.)



   













THE WISHING WELL

(Wishes are just dust lost in the wind. Words that will scar the heart and souls. We must know action and seek peace in a life.)
                               Coyote

(Don't allow the foolishness of other to block the desire of love. Blood is blood in good and bad times. Family is all we have. See your father and mother in the eyes of the elders. Leave with kind words and good memories. One day the good and kind people will be gone.  We will need to remember their faces.)
   Coyote

The clock is moving. Tick tock, tick tock.
I remember so many names and I can't remember their faces.
I pick up old photos.
They bring back both happiness and sadness.
I make a wish to see old friends and missed family.

I watched a girl tossing a penny into the wishing well. 
She smiled at me. Asked me. "Do wishes come true. Or are they just wasted words.?"

I told her. "Life is simple. Wishes are fool's goals. Must resurrection hope. Must retrieve the energy and hope of a strong and wise mind. Can't mangle and rip apart the deeds of good people to leave you standing empty. Wishing for missed and lost voices and faces."

The girl asked "Is forgiveness possible?  Can I return to where I was? Is it better to wait or bow down. Open new doors for family and friends?"

"Better to accept mistakes and try to understand. Forgive those who are part of our life. Family is what we are. Would the people important to our heart and soul  understand why we forsaken the people that would do anything for your safety and happiness. Father's eyes are in the eyes of their parent. When you create a broken bridge. A part of you will be lost forever and can't be replaced.  Better to bow down and seek forgiveness and peace. Then to live in disappointment for leaving dear people with negative words."

The young girl looked into my eyes. Asked me. "Does the regret ever fade away?"

I told her. Become scars that can't heal. Just open wounds to remind us to be kind.

I stood by my friends grave. I cried many tears for him and his children. His mother held me like a child. I told her. "I wished I spend more time with him. He was a real friend. I miss his smile and laughter." I asked the spirit of life and death in a silent prayer. I pray my  old friend have found some peace. I saw my friends face in the father's face. He stood sad and alone. I know parent will die many times for lost of their babies."

Hard to seek forgiveness and find hope sometime.
I stood by the wishing well.
I tossed a penny in.
I wished for happiness for all the children.
I wish to understand life.

Tick tock, tick tock.
Time is going by.
Few people are left that caressed my life with hope and kindness.
I know the way of life. A wise person give back the love and kindness he
was given with great generosity.

I saw my friend face yesterday. A small boy made me happy. His energy and joy for life reminded me of his Grandfather. Maybe we do get some sort of peace in the end.

My old friend was a wise man. He saved me many times. I tried to help him.
I know he is  in paradise looking down. Seeing two beautiful daughters. Grand babies growing strong and big. I know he is content.

He would have told his children. "Don't let the hatred of others  make you hate. Need family and friends to keep you strong. Love bring love. Hate bring loneliness."

I stand by the wishing well. I know wishes can come true. If we do our best and are kind to friends and family. Hate and negative leave us wishing for thing hard to find again.

Better to seek peace and know love.

                          Coyote






© 2011 Coyote Poetry



Author's Note

Coyote Poetry
A new poem. I have been brought to a old sadness. Sometime good to remember and say names of family and friends missed.

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There is a fable from the Jewish faith, about a young man talking to his rabbi. He asks, "Rabbi, when we pray to God, why do we ask Him to place the holy words on our hearts? Why don't we ask Him instead to place the words in our hearts, where they belong?" The rabbi says to the boy, "My son, you see, in our current normal everyday state, our hearts are tightly closed. We place the holy words on our hearts because our hearts must be broken in order for the words to fall inside."

This poem is gorgeous, and made me think of that fable. For in thinking about your friend, you allowed your heart to break, and the Spirit shines through loud and clear in this one.

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heartbreaking piece

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Memories aren't meant to be forgotten. :) sweet and beautiful. :)

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This is so sad Coyote, but what a great honor you have brought to your and for your friend.

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It's always good to remember even if it brings sadness. It's better not to forget those we love who have passed on. They wouldn't want us to forget them either, I believe.

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Coyote, there are many misspellings, so on in this lovely tribute piece. I know your heart went into it. I don't want to lessen the meaning of it for you by critiquing a lot.Only if that's what you really want, kk?? Let me know....masqued_muse

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this is sad
but your writing does tour friend much honor
well done

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wow. Your gift for story telling and conveying wisdom is always awe inspired. I've read your poem so many times before and you still envelope me in your words and your story. I've said it before and I'll say it again. We all can learn so much from our elders. Thx for sharing Coyote

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There is a fable from the Jewish faith, about a young man talking to his rabbi. He asks, "Rabbi, when we pray to God, why do we ask Him to place the holy words on our hearts? Why don't we ask Him instead to place the words in our hearts, where they belong?" The rabbi says to the boy, "My son, you see, in our current normal everyday state, our hearts are tightly closed. We place the holy words on our hearts because our hearts must be broken in order for the words to fall inside."

This poem is gorgeous, and made me think of that fable. For in thinking about your friend, you allowed your heart to break, and the Spirit shines through loud and clear in this one.

Posted 6 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

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oh the power of family - love - friendship - this is a poignant write - sometimes the old scars will brim to the surface and it's better to let them out here as you have than not! a wonderful write as always - the loss of that friend - though they will live in your memories - so long as they're in mind they're never forgotten nor lost truly - lovely sentiments and I love the idea of the wishing well - this is so powerful - just excellent!

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Excellent wite with wise wisdom! We need to be close to the ones we love, and i think wishes do come true! heart touching poem

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