A solace and a blessing.

A solace and a blessing.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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A young man poem. When love was your only purpose. Best days of a life.

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A solace and a blessing.

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The good cognac and German wines kept me in my woeful and  tranquil state.

I was lost, fainthearted and raging mad at life.

Death and dreams were shattered on eroded roads I can't remember.


I thought I was born to love.

My sacred love has languished my life.

And the tormented cure is my wrathful and oblivious soul that is left.


I lay in the sweat of shattered dreams wishing for nothing.

Old friend with tranquil smile asked me to walk with her.

She took me to the youth Hostel on the hill.


I would not look at her too long.

Her great beauty was too much now.

I was content to lose my freedom to beer and wine.


She told me I was falling down to hell and a woeful state.

I needed to find a refuge in her for a moment.

I looked at her beautiful face.

Her  soft and tender eyes were a solace and a blessing.



I told  her "I'm treacherous, a coward and lost my spirit to be alive."

Her answer was silent.

She took my hand and kissed them.



She whispered " Love is a two sided blade.

We must repent and vitalize new dreams or we shall die."



She took me to her small apartment.

She sat between my legs.

Her blue eyes asked  for nothing.

Her hands govern by gentleness and skill  eroded my wall of turbid and sad emotions.



Music of leonard Cohen mingle into the emotion of a sweet harmony.

Her sweet kisses  and her curvaceous body taunted my hunger to dance in the bliss of love.




Sweet Brigitte whisper "Real love is hopeful and beautiful."

She undressed slowly and she incited my soul to savvy in the heat of her succulent flesh.



I brought her close and I whispered "Come to me.

My heart is my enemy, discontent and full of sorrow and pain."



She sat on my lap and her perfect young body was so beautiful.

She got up and  walked away to her bedroom.

In the darkness and safety of her small apartment she called me to her.



Told me "True gifts of love require two people with the desire to create a moment of joy and pleasure for a time."



"Please Stay with me." She requested.


In the mist of the morning my repressed anger turn to tears.
 She caressed my face with her tender hands and with kind words told me.
 "We will be Ok my sweet love."


                                   Coyote

                                   Nov. 1979



© 2011 Coyote Poetry


Author's Note

Coyote Poetry
For Sweet and beautiful Brigitte. Gave love without concern for her own heart.

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A lot of great thoughts and ideas here, I just enjoyed reading this. Well done.

I've cut and pasted a couple of lines I thought you need to look at, but beyond those, I thought this read beautifully.
"The good cognac and German wines keep me in my woeful and in a tranquil state."
" We must repent and vitalize new dreams or we shall died."

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Yes.. Love is a two side.. blade...double... and sharp.. i know..
it cuts like diamond point.. and leaves you to bleed..and died..
but in the other blade.. love once it touches you.. never goes away.
radiant.. yes

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I thought this was very soulful and well expressed. You had some really wonderful expressions in here. A beautiful composition. Much enjoyed...

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Friends and lovers
inhabit the memory of our mind
Giving joy and sorrow
of every precious kind
If it weren't for their memory
there would be less writing we could do
Your poetry has helped me
enjoy some of my memories too....thank you friend, your poetry enhances what I write.

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Oh sweet brigitte was your angel at one time...she saved you from yourself...even if it was just for one night. That happens sometimes...we need others to help us realize that everything will be okay and life CAN go on :) And sometimes we we need others to believe in us when we cannot believe in ourselves. Great job.

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Love is not a singular, it is made up of many forms... each has a specific, and direct purpose in the realm in which we live. We can not encompass all of what love is in one lot. As you have stated here, love in that particular time an realm was very much needed. Thank you for sharing your Outstanding work with the world.

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"I thought I was born to love.
My sacred love has languished my life.
And the tormented cure is my wrathful and oblivious soul that is left"

That is one of my favorite parts, this is a wonder piece.
And i love that last line as well. Just pure genius.


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I really enjoyed this poem. It has such heart to it. The emotions of what was felt simply leap off the page and youch my heart so much. I really enjoyed reading such a grand piece of poietry. Please contunue writing more! I would love to see your work! :)

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Sometimes you just need someone to help you through the bad times. A piece that speaks of your experience and a lesson to those who have not yet been there. I always enjoy your pieces. They are honest and insightful. Really loved it.

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"...true gifts of love require two people with the desire to create a moment of joy and pleasure for a time"

loved it.

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So true. It takes two people working through the good and the bad. This write comes from your soul’s verve; the energy that comes from each word is captivating. It is a well-written piece that touches the heart, as the reader feels the images you write.
Thanks for sharing this beautifully written piece! its definately going to the library! ~ :-)

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