The Angels don't cry for me.

A very old poem. I learn you can't be forgiven. Just to live with the foolishness.

The Angels don' cry for me.

The kind Angels don't cry or pray for a man with no conscious.

They can give only soft caresses to calm uncontrolled anger and energy.

I sat by the Monterey Bay wishing to be somewhere else.

I was haunted by mistakes.

My greed for flesh and money had  left me alone and desperate.

The sun fell into sea. I watched the first star appear.

I wished upon the first star.

For a dark eyed girl to come back to me.

Then I remembered I was the foolish man  who left her.

Left her with tears in her beautiful brown eyes.

Her haunting words are a part of me now." Please stay." If I left her.

No-one would ever love me again."

 I sat drowning in self pity and anger.

Wished a fool's dream.

To go back in time and hold on.

Angels don't forgive the cold and heartless men.

Men who drain young flesh and leave them for dead.

I found her once.

My brown eyed girl came to me.

She put her arms around me.

Whispered "I forgive you. Please take care of yourself."

She walked away with a true love hand in hand.

I saw she found joy in a man who knew he held a real diamond.

I drank my tequila alone and told the world to back off by the Seaside ocean.

I fell into the sea.

Trying to feel some kind of emotion.

I finally cried  tears for breaking a sweet woman heart.

I sat and waited for the sun to rise from the east.

Not knowing if a man could be forgiven for deeds done without heart or conscious?

I pray to the Gods of the sea, the sky and the earth for forgiveness.

I tossed the tequila down. I walked the cold and lonely beach.

The kind Angels are crying for me now.

They are praying for a man who held greed and hate as his love.

I sat by the sea wet,cold and understanding.

Love is the most beautiful and sweetest gift.

 When a sweet woman open up her heart and soul to you.

Hold on to her tightly.

Give long and sweet kisses.

Don't let go.

                                    Coyote

                                  Sept 1992

Author's Note

A re-write. I'm thankful for the help I received on this site. My writing had improved. Thank you kind writers.

Reviews

[UnendingOceans]

Rule 17: Omit needless words (from the Elements of Style by Strunk and White). I point this out because I think this would be a stronger poem if you remove the underbrush that serves no purpose. Get rid of the words that don't move the images, feelings, and thoughts forward. If you have trouble finding them, read the poem aloud. You'll hear the places it stumbles.

[Geraldine]

Just like usual. Beautifully written piece of write.. ^^

[Kristallo]

So despondent and lonely, nostalgic and full of winsome lost dreams that hover over the reverie of a man beached with solitude. Lost love is a tender and unending descent into madness if you allow yourself to follow it into the dark. How I know these expressions so intimately, you've penned them with acute awareness and distraught loveliness. Wonderful write.

[Eric Cox]

Story grips, sad and beautiful, an excellent write.

[Mark]

A great poem Coyote. I think angels crying towards the end was a great way to bring the story to a close in hope. a man who regrets, is a man who can be forgiven. :)

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

absolutely beautiful Sweet Coyote :)

[Heli]

beautiful and sad, i like the scene of the poem. The emotion can be seen from the describtion o the sea and the angels. I like your poem.

[The Refined Poet]

beautifully crafted

[Wolf's Dark Song]

Full of pain and sadness for things done in the past. We can only hope we don't leave people worse off than when we found them. I'm afraid most people do leave broken people behind. Some don't care, most do. At least I hope. Good writing.

[Hidden Happiness]

wow this was beautiful and i hate you..lol jk:-P but yes you could definitely feel the guilt and hunger for forgiveness...great job:-).