She was a diamond

She was a diamond

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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We need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands.

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She was a  Diamond
 
                               20 Nov. 1994
 
The drunk man toasts to better days.
We touched shot glasses.
I asked him.
Did he ever see a woman who shone like a diamond?
So bright  with hope and love.
She can bring you out of this hell?
My drunk friend just turns away.
 
I wander to a safe and quiet corner.
I remember her blue eyes.
Clear as a mountain stream.
Her flowing auburn hair.
Her beautiful smile that still can bring a smile back to me.
 
She was a baby in living.
I was soil with hate and disappointment.
Today I wonder why she came to me?
 
In a dark corner of a dancing Bar in Austin, Texas.
She came to me with a sweet smile.
She asks me.  Could I two-step a-bit?.
I told her I do my best.
 
She talks my ears off.
I listen to her beautiful voice.
She was full of dreams and hope.
We became friends.
 
She taught me laughter.
Taught me to hope and dreams again.
She was a diamond in a life.
Brought me out of my self made hell.
 
I may of taught her to view the world with different eyes.
She stood her ground.
Held on to her dreams.
She is something today.
Educated and helping people.
 
I wish to stand at a distance.
Her life loaded with real problems now.
 
I have hope.
A few dreams.
Maybe one day I will look into those blue eyes.
Thank her for her kindness and love.
 
Women are the reasons for good men to hold on to dreams.
 
I'm thankful.
I held a diamond in my hand.
Her hope and love overtook my heart.
                        
                                  Coyote
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

© 2013 Coyote Poetry


Author's Note

Coyote Poetry
A old poem when I was roaming Texas. Any mistakes. I would appreciate the help. A wise man is thankful for the assistance of others.

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I quite liked this one...it was a story within a poem, and I truly loved the sentiment. We often don't know what we have had until we have let it slip through our fingers...then we write about it. Such is the life of a poet i suppose. You have crafted this with stark and gritty imagery that I truly appreciated. Well done.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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This is such a powerful write here and amazing!
I enjoyed reading this.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Very beautiful and powerful poem. You always have a great style in writing, it is really nice. About the poem, there many women would can teach men things in life which they don't see it but not all women, some women are careless. There is a quote in Arabic it says " The woman is a school" or "The mother is a school" . Always, well done.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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A fine write and "thank you" to a lovely woman who, seems to have left a lasting impression. She may "know" your feelings and sends good wishes your way?

Posted 14 Years Ago


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beautiful!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

coyote,a diamond indeed.she must be something.you describe her eloquently..beautiful blue.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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