No cure for love.

Sometime looking back. The bad days don't seem so bad.

                  No cure for Love.

In the tar pits of blasphemy and disappointment.
I tried to forget a woman's face and green eyes.
Tried to forget those long beautiful and soft  legs.
I tried to erode the memory of her beautiful body.


Leonard Cohen is playing "No cure for love."
I sat alone in the back of a Texas dance hall.


The restrains of grief and my frigid heart rendered me

merciless and cold.

I dance on nails now.

Pain become an pleasure.
Allowing a trace of emotion to appear rarely.


I was filled with the cancer of disappointment.
Left hopeless.
Now the twilight deepen.


I sat on the sideline of hopelessness.
Waiting for one damn reason to keep going forward.


A sensuous and beautiful lady whispered.
Sweet and spiritual words.



"My Poet.
Rest with me my love.
Let's find a secret hostel.
Where two can unite against the world."


Her perfume intoxicated my senses.
My emotions and desires begin to maneuver.
Her sweet smell of lilies began to awake
my impoverished heart.


She took me to the dance floor.
We do a Texas two-step.
Slow and easy.


Her sweet voice whispers to me.
"I'm here.
I have tasted pain.
Swam in the misery of disappointment."


"Tonight we must redeem our heart and soul."


She gave me a soft gentle kiss.
Laid her head onto my chest.
She looked into my eyes.
Her blue eyes  kind and gentle.
Even the un-lucky can find love.
She told me.


"We must create a bridge.
Based on the real things that are important.
Make only true promises.
We expect to accomplish."


We sat by the Austin river.
The Texas sun was appearing from the east.


A broken man and a lady who lost her wings.


Today we begin a new dance.
In the paradise of love and emotion.


The sweet woman told me.
"We must live through hell.
To know love."


I brought her close.
I whispered "Thank you."
I told her "love takes time."


I kissed her sweet lips.
Brought her close to me.


I whispered.
"We must strive to be kind and
Maybe the splendor of love.
Will come back."


"Into our heart and soul? "



                 Coyote
                    1991

Author's Note

Thank you for reading. Any errors. Please help. Never too old to learn.
Coyote

Reviews

[DaniiJ]

Gorgeous poem. Just don't forget to be consistent with your tenses (e.g. in the first stanza "I tries to erode the memory (of) her beautiful body" - "I tries", would better as "I tried...") Just minor grammatical errors, otherwise great write. Keep it up.

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

A broken Man and a Lady who lost her wings. We know each other, though we haven't yet met. Dude, you rock.

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

Coyote this is a beautiful love poem .. your words always pull me into your story.
"Even the unlucky can find love".. this gives me hope!
Written so the reader feels they are there in that little bar hearing Leonard Cohen's melodious voice . Beautiful poem.

Chloe

[Sasha]

man.
I'm beginning to understand your work now. And it's really hitting me.
As we enter 2011, the english language recorded over 1 million words. you still can't define the best feelings and experiences. However, when you weave them in to sentences, you can almost get there. That's what you've done. Converted the raw emoticon in to words so close to the real thing that you can taste it. Brilliant.

I loved the lines -
The restrains of grief and my frigid heart render me
merciless and cold.
I dance on nails now.
Pain became an pleasure.
Allowing a trace of emotion to appear rarely.

[A.Lee]

Your poetry always touches me. This is beautiful.

"I was filled with the cancer of disappointment.
Left hopeless.
Now the twilight deepen.

I sat on the sideline of hopelessness.
Waiting for one damn reason to keep going forward."

Such strong words. I love the ending as well.

"We must strive to be kind and
Maybe the splendor of love.
Will come back."

So very true... People tend to forget that. Beautiful work, Coyote, as always.

[Talesofawriter]

Extreamely beautiful... i mean nothing short of magnificent, this poem is inspirational and the next thing i write will be inspired by this. This is truely a work of art. I mean the line " I have tasted pain.Swam in the misery of disappointment."
touched me deeply it spoke to me so clearly that i had no choice but to take a deep breathe before continuing. This has given me a new perception of love to write about and practise. "Unite againt the world" ahh speechless... great poem, beats Walcott and friends to me.. :)

[Helen Woodward]

Of course it will come back, even if it is only in our memories love does not fade when everything else does. What a lovely breezy poem Coyote and a lesson in NOT swimming in the misery of disappointment and lost love...though that has to be one of the most difficult emotions to overcome...
Well said...

Cheers my friend :-))))

[Laine Johnson]

I whispered.
"We must strive to be kind and
Maybe the splendor of love.
Will come back."

This. Is. Beautiful.

[kill the innocents]

interesting and amazing

[trainwreck]

One flow error is, "we must know hell. To find love." It may flow better if you take out the period after hell. Anyway this was a great piece of storytelling. I love ballad-esque poetry. The images flow nicely, and in a charmingly disjointed way, almost as if he cares less about whats around than who he's with. I thought it was a quite pleasent read.

[Huggy Bear]

Very interesting and inspiring.