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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2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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Dear Mr. Coyote,

Always a pleasure to read your work, mindful that you have years of experience in writing beyond my own. You always have such thought and idea which makes your poems unique. " I tell her I'm treacherous, a coward and lost my spirit to be alive. Her answer was silent. Takes my hand and kisses them." These are my favorite lines out of your work. The only words I can say when I think of this work is: outstanding and phenomenal. Thank you for sharing. Kudos. 9.5/10.

Sincerely,
S. W. Scaggs

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It speaks volume of your character and your writing style.:)

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When we are at our lowest; the truest friends bring us refuge from the storm. She cared.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Seems tragic but there is an undercurrent of something hopeful. True love is everything.

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This is sad, rather tragic and beautiful. But loving and expecting nothing in return, such a wonderful gift. You've done a wonderful job on this poem. I like it a lot.

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2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Oh this is heart wrenching... such love but such bittersweet pain too...

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3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Loved this. It was full of great thoughts. Great job

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2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

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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Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

"gave without concern for her heart"
and you honor her with this lovely memory in ink.
1979, good times back then!!
Thank you for sharing.

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It's nice to have somebody like that who gives freely and expects little. It sounds like a lovely memory for you to remember.

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