Falling into the fire

Just words.

                                  Falling into the fire

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I saw many shades of red,

I have seen blood red in anger,

I have seen blood red skies and I have seen the land painted with the red blood of war.

Once the redness of living,

hung heavy on my heart and soul.

Today I love red, because of you.

Fire-hair woman stole my eyes,

stole my heart, made me learn.

Idyllic places need hard lessons,

need to be taught,

pretty places need gentle heart and hopeful dreams.

I read your face,

I kissed your hands and you allowed me to run my hands through your hair of fire.

You told me.

"Johnnie, Johnnie.

Listen to the echoes of living,

we are just here for a second,

make the good days linger and forget the bad days."

Falling into the fire,

falling into the eyes of hazel green,

falling into your arms of softness and realistic sweet dreams.

The color red, my blessing and my teacher.

                 Dancing Coyote

                     

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

“We are here for just a second, make the good days linger... forget the bad”. Firstly Johnny, thank you for your service... It is sweet that a beautiful woman could dance 💃 you into realizing you need love and tenderness in your life. Perhaps the northern lights can bring a peaceful feeling to your soul. truly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

I would love to see the Northern Lights one day. Thank you Pat for reading and the comment. I do appreciate my dear friend.

[Patricia Wedel]

You are welcome John... always remember ... When days are dark and dreary, it is just the shadow of an Angel’s Wing watching over you. truly, Pat

[Mitchell J.U.]

Just, earnest, humbled words. Thank you.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Mitchell. I appreciate the comment.

[MachinaWriter]

Love is truly enrapturing, and all encompassing. It can make you feel the seconds, forget the past, and not worry about the future. Also, good to come back after such a long time away and see a familiar name. As good as ever.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for reading and Happy New year. Been here awhile now. I will return tomorrow to read your work.

[MachinaWriter]

Lovely. Happy New Year!

[Carol Cashes]

Pffft! "Just words". Duuuuude, you captured the "feminine" characteristics of Red. It's generally thought of as a masculine color, but you set us straight.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Carol. I appreciate the comment my friend.

[mandy]

I liked how u showed that change is very possible, and influenced by others,,,we r all a work in progress, as always, coyote, good writing.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Mandy and you are right. I appreciate the comment.

[Tate Morgan]

Its all about perspective isnt it? I like this one too

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes my friend Tate. The color red, many meanings and thank you for reading and the comment.

[Jade]

I saw many shades of red,
I have seen blood red in anger,
I have seen blood red skies and I have seen the land painted with the red blood of war.

BRILLANT wording here, and so truthful.
I enjoyed this write, I have seen red in all shapes myself.
AWESOME write Coyote

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Brandie. I appreciate the comment.

[Neville]

another beauty.. another lesson learnt ... let the good days linger, let these words be heard... Good on ya DC........ :) N

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Neville. Need more good days than bad.

[Neville]

you and me both my friend..

[Onlyme]

What a beautiful poem. That started off so sad and heart touchingly raw and passionate, let alone sincere and harsh. As you have seen war, death and hatred and greed. And then this magical lady came into your life. And changed the colour red to beauty and love and romance. To soften the blood of what you have seen before her existence.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Dawn. I appreciate your kind words.

[Chris Shaw]

Make the good days linger is certainly sound advice. Your words are beautiful Coyote. The red hair of your love worth remembering, while the red of blood lost in anger would be best forgotten, but impossible to do so. Wisdom abounds here.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Chris. I had my father bad-temper. I learn to control because of his actions. I appreciate the comment my dear friend.

[Chris Shaw]

You are more than welcome my friend. We learn a lot on our journey through life, some more than others. You are a very wise man Coyote. You take everything on board and weigh it up.

[Einstein Noodle]

wow Coyote Man! you used a bit of form and wrote a poem! I love it! I think this is one of your more powerful, emotive and image making writes that I have read. Super relatable! I fell for a "fire" woman myself one time ... although it didn't teach me the gentleness of love that your poem speaks to ;{ i learned not to play with fire :))))))))))) love ya Coyote! Holidays can be especially difficult for some .. i hope yours was blessed and that the coming New Year is kind to you sir! really enjoyed reading .... hope you play around more with form .... maybe even give rhyme a chance :)))))))))))
E.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend Einstein. I like to test writing. I appreciate the comment.

[Ranger Kessel]

I love it. Style and complex. I can relate in ways I won't describe. I am gifted with northern lights in my vicinity. I can state and find so many metaphors. This place we have been given is beautiful. Thank you for the share.