My last stand will be in New York city.

My last stand will be in New York city.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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Two brother die by own hands. I dream of a place to find peace.

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My last stand will be in New York City.

 
I want to go to New York City.
Sit on a park bench where Leonard Cohen sat with Joplin.
Whispering stories of things to come.
I wonder what he did to remember her in  her death?
 
My soul has become so dirty.
I feel I would fall into the old city.
Become like her.
Full of secrets and hidden desires.
 
The woman are colder.
Warmer if they decide to allow you in to see.
Their permanent scars and tarnish view on love.
Leave me wishing  to know all their mysteries and feel their hunger.
 
They dress in darkness.
I like my woman to wear black.
It make me aroused.
 
I want to roam the streets.
Be with the people at the lowest point in life.
I want to listen to their stories.
I don't pity them.
I will tell  them my stories.
 
I would sit in dark bars.
listen to the night people.
Perhaps dance in the twisted dance of passion and lust. .
 
 
I will sit on a bench.
My words would become complete.
I would flow with the city.
I would become the voice of insanity.
Perhaps sanity?
 
I will find my place.
I will go to New York soon.
To find my  peace of mind.
 
                     Coyote
                  17 April 1994
 

© 2011 Coyote Poetry


Author's Note

Coyote Poetry
A old poem. I was at my worst. Thank you for the Army. Sent me to sunny California to revive a life instead.
Coyote

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This is an old poem? Heck, I don't believe. This is my favorite of yours now ;) Some raw emotions poured into words here. Depicts perfectly the inside of your mind. I don't think "Or my highway to hell?" fits in there. It'd be all the more better if you remove it. This is going into my favorites and I'm rating it 100!

Posted 13 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.




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You describe the city well. I lived in Raleigh for 8 years. Looking back I was dead living there and it isn't nearly as large as New York City.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i grew up in the outerboroughs of nyc
its an experience
an overwhelming crowd
of diversities in culture
a sensory overload
perhaps too much choice
too much noise
too much marketing
its good to experience it; and leave
reminds me of the sunscreen song where it says
"live in ny once and leave b4 it makes you too hard
live in california once and leave b4 it makes you too soft
its a great song "sunscreen song" you tube it :D
here are the lyrics
http://www.generationterrorists.com/quotes/sunscreen.html

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love this poem.. set where Cohen sat with Joplin .. become the city.
This is filled with wonderful images..
I hope, if you did not go, that you go to New York one day.
I enjoyed this poem.

Chloe

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Zoe
this is so heart wrenching. stunningly beautifuul though. your harsh words sparkle. i felt your raw pain.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This poem seems written directly from the heart. Great work as always =).

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A very creative piece. Very vivid and what is evident is this piece is a very strong will to turn things around. Excellent...

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I think this is a very strong poem,leaves behind a lot of impact on the mind.It is one of those random ramblings,where others find more sense and solace in it than you.I absolutely adored the lines,My soul has become so dirty.
I feel I would fall into the old city.
Become like her.
Full of secrets and hidden desires.
To compare your soul with a city....that was a very clever phrase...

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a really fantastic poem. Often when we hit such a low point we find ways to crawl back out. It sounds like you did that. You did just shrivel up and die but found a way back to the light and life. I love this.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

you know Coyote, you may see this as your low point, but it has some very positive points that I hope you retain to this day. there is certainly nothing wrong with being aroused by a woman dressed in black, nor is there anything wrong with talking to the street people, now looking thru them, but at them, and listening to their stories. That still might be a grand endeavor.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is seriously dark emotion! I like it a lot love :)
A powerful poem, portraying vivid sadness and yet determination!
Excellent piece, really emotive!
xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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