Flesh and bones.
The Pacific
Flesh and bones
(Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.)
I fell from the top of the mountain.
I stood with so many victories.
I realized too late.
They don’t mean too much.
Beautiful young woman sitting between my legs.
She looked up.
Told me, “It don’t matter anyway.
We are only flesh and bones.”
I sat by the ocean.
Watching her power and beauty.
The ocean is heartless.
So dangerous and tempting.
Woman with sad eyes sat with me.
She wished she was a better person.
I told her.
We are but flesh and bones.
In time we will fade away to distance memories.
I gave everything away.
I roamed with the poets and the musicians.
We sat late into the night together on lonely Monterey beaches.
Drinking and talking of things that was and were to be.
The singer sang a love song.
When he is done.
He told me.
” Love doesn’t really mean too much.
We are but flesh and bones.”
Just here awhile to try to celebrate being alive.
We danced and ran the lonely beaches.
We said a prayer to our God.
For one more day to be alive and free.
For we are but flesh and bones.
Coyote
, Sept 2008
nicely written…
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Thank you for reading.
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beautiful poem, it felt soo nice to read it .. (flesh and bones but still it hold soo much feelings)
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Thank you. My old poetry was my best. I had only the sea and good friends. Best days in a life is when we know some sort of freedom and surrounded by good friends.
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that what i think 2, when a memories surround you, your heart gives his all, feelings, friend, family all of those make the world change in your eyes
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God piece John. I like the gentleness of the woman in this one.
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Thank you for the comment. We need to learn from the past and try to become better.
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It is really the only way we grow as people; to learn from our mistakes.
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Awesome pic and piece…
~~~Felicia
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Thank you Felicia for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
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I have been reading some, not all of your work. To me, this is the best thing you’ve written, which is not to say the rest isn’t good. But this was artistically conceived and brilliantly executed.>KB
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Thank you. I like the poem a lot. It state we can choose to live or waste concern on things behind us. I appreciate the comment.
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