My last stand will be in New York city.
My last stand will be in New York city.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Two brother died by own hands. I dream of a place to find peace.
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
http://vermontverse.wordpress.com/2012/02/26/leonard-cohen-the-partisan/
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“The Partisan” by Cohen is one of the most haunting songs ever performed.
Leonard is one of my must see’s .. hopefully he’ll play Montreal again soon.
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I saw him in concert in 1978-1979 when I was station in Germany. He was a legend then. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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I like my women to wear black, yes indeed, and off topic a little, but Famous Blue Raincoat by Leonard always haunts me of NY city
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Leonard is still telling the stories and secrets of a good life. I saw him live in Germany in 1977-1978. He was a legend to the kids of Germany. I still listen to his song. Give me reasons to write. Thank you for reading the comment.
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I’m a native. I miss the place.
“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.”
Perfect. Just sublime.
Regards
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I enjoyed my time in New York. It was always too short. I like the New York people. Honest and direct people. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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