Purgatory Inn and no place to go.

Old memories get better with time.

                           






















 Purgatory Inn and no place to go.

I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold.
Bartender keep them coming.
They love the big tippers.
Purgatory Inn is open early and closes late.
Safe place for a man who wants nothing.

I roll the simple purple stone in my hand.
An old souvenir from a old war.
A purple crystal given to me by a kind memory.
Now feeling like a brick.
So heavy with sadness and loss.

I hold the necklace like a rare stone. 
The necklace is pretty worthless in value.
Except to my heart and memory.
I remember when a beautiful red haired girl took the necklace
off my neck. Put it on around her  neck. Promised me forever.
Then wrapped her body around me.
She whispered. "Live with me and be my love."

Blind obsession led me into the splendor of passion and desire.
With trembling steps of emotion and hunger. Walls of fear fell away and
we became one.

Love is like a Rose. It will rise then fall.
The rose will rebirth if we are lucky and overcome memories and pain.

The mystery of love is for the few to understand.
Love will die and rise many times in a lifetime.
My blue eyed beauty kissed me. Put my necklace of stone in my hands.
I watched my blue eyes girl walk away.
I wanted war and travel and she wanted real life and babies.

I found a strange peace in the Purgatory Inn.
No-one asked questions. No-body wanted too much.
I have many good memories to keep me safe and protected.

I offered the necklace back to my red haired girl.
She told me to keep the purple crystal. Hold it for her.
For somehow she knew the necklace is the only thing I would hold
precious in the darkness of the tavern and time. 

I have been to hell and back.
Funny the bad memories are erased by the thoughts of a red hair beauty.
Whispering "I love you my wandering soldier."

                                  Coyote
                              1992/2012

Author's Note

A old poem written in 1992 with more skill I hope. Any mistakes. Please assist a old Poet.

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Coyote,
Old memories and experiences are the threads woven through our lives. We are complex and this is the stepping stone of understanding the plight as well as being able to help those we encounter. Bless you in your great poetry sir! blessings Kathy

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Kathy. I appreciate the kind words.

[lolatodorov]

I loved to watch it unfold such sorrow. It made me go to Purgatory Inn.

[Humor Me]

"Love is like a Rose. It will rise then fall.
The rose will rebirth if we are lucky and overcome memories and pain." this my friend was the capturing point very well written thank you for sharing :)

[Sarah Nicole Nadler]

that is actually a completely awe-inspiring, gorgeous, emotionally-evoking poem! Thank you.

[r. f. jordan]

this is the work of a gorgeous and steady craftsman. the voice within this speaker is confident even while broken. this is poetry of an important meaning, the context of being able to move on and embrace loss while maintaining a memory of love as evidence of love itself. thank you for sharing such beautiful sentiment with this site.

[rivers]

This is a great piece ruminating, expressively a heartfelt memory cherished. I feel that having never read the original, as you have grown as a man and a writer, these moments of emotional self care help us find that special place in our hearts...just that very place where we allow our special relationships treasures to linger and live on...Only you will ever know the musings of your soul but when I read this I understand why special connectedness lives on, never forgotten...This is a beautiful memory my friend...Thank you from tugging at my hearts strings early on the new day...

[Captain]

Very sad, very beautiful, very striking. You very well may want to take a better look over your grammar, but the message in this is lovely and striking. Well done.
'Captain

[Wolf's Dark Song]

A sad and very compelling story within your poem. Memories that haunt us sure can be a sort of purgatory,

[Michael G.]

You did a good job with this back in '92. Which proves, some writing can resist the test of time.
Only problem I found was in your Author's Note. Smile when you find it!

[Krimson]

i love how this poem tells a story and gives perft imagery.i lov how its deep and true and it shows great emotions. this is by fr great work ..

[graynuss]

old memory's are the best memory's !! (: