Amie do, Amie does..
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Good to be fearless and touch dreams.
Amie do, Amie does
Beautiful as the rising Summer sun,
sweet and kind like the fresh Fall sweet honey.
She told me. If you want me.
You must leave your tomb and find me.
A divided heart will die a lonely one.
I told her. Tragedy of a cowardice life.
Is accepting not enough.
Slaying your dreams and settling for a subtle life.
Waiting for nothing.
Sweet Amie left Texas. She left to find sweet dreams and
I accepted dark skies and a trouble heart.
But it is okay. My tire bones don’t want much anymore.
Sweet and kind woman can arouse tire hope and spirit for a moment.
The bruised heart need some kind of peace and calm.
I see in sweet dreams. Beautiful Amie dancing, drinking and
celebrating being alive.
Autumn is coming and I know she is content.
Once she took me to Paris and one day.
I will return to Paris with a mysterious beauty where Hemingway
drank and laughs. Whisper secret hope and wants in her willing ear.
We will laugh at things wanted and things left behind.
I loved my Amie, she was fearless.
Amie do, Amie does.
Coyote/John Castellenas