When someone is more important than yourself. You know what love is.
I’m no-one. You are everything
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
When we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love.
Old wise men know. The farewells are dreaded and the hellos are always sweet.
I remember the nights in Tubingen, Germany roaming with her.
We roamed the old city. Hand in hand.
She gave me everything knowing I had nothing left to give.
Beautiful Brigitte laid with me in a bed of nails,
knowing I was drowning in bad memories and seeking new dreams.
She taught me what true love is.
When you realize. “You are no-one and your love is everything.”
Old men know. Words are meaningless.
Love words and words of hate can be forgotten with time and separation.
I believe real proof of love is 50 years of living together.
Surviving the good and bad day.
I dream of Tubingen,
Where I learn we must be stripped bare.
Allow old wounds to bleed.
Rise up to a better place.
Be fearless in the dance of love and life.
I held beautiful Brigitte close in a sleeping bag by the Tubingen river.
A thousand kids drinking, laughing and howling at the moon near.
Her kind words changed my life. I learn what love should be. She whispered.
“I’m no-one. You are everything.”
Old age had taught me. Love can be a curse or a blessing.
Real love is hard work. You must be tender, kind and strong.
When you love someone.
You give all you got and are thankful for the gifts of love in return..
Today I’m wise.
I learn.
I’m no-one and you are everything.
Coyote
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Beautiful😊 Nice poem; lovely one Coyote
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Thank you Admiral Grant. I appreciate the comment.
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You are quite the poet sir. This is one of the best poems I have ever read
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Thank you PenPrince. I appreciate the kind words.
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I appreciate the opportunity to meet a poet of your caliber and speak those words
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I’m just like you. Learning, reading and writing. This is how we become better. We must read to write.
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Yea. Thanks sir.
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You are welcome.
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Meanwhile m curious. How did you ever get such a large following on wordpress
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Reading other writers, posting comments and sharing the work of talented writers. I use wordpress as a Network. Writers, Musicians and Poets need support. We need each other.
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Yea. We do. Thanks. I’ma keep at it. One day I’ll wakeup and be you. 😉
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Oh and sharing the work of talents writers you say. Wanna share the work of one? 😋 Anyone u like.
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Okay. I will take look now.
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*bows* oh and I already did same. Shared this poem 5 years ago, and today the exact day it was written 5 years ago. Happy birthday to your poem. Keep being talented.
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Beautiful words – I love this creation.
When the world would
=Allow old wounds to bleed=
it could become a better place of peace, progress and kindness.
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Old hate does us no good. I pray for better days.
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I thought I knew love in a day. Fortunately for me that one day turned into 42 years. And it will be till tomorrow’s end. Nice post.
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42 year and adding more.. That is real and true love. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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Beautifully said John….
“She taught me what true love is.
When you realize. “You are no-one and your love is everything.””
its just beautiful
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Her kind words changed my life. I learn what love should be. She whispered.
“I’m no-one. You are everything.” Favorite lines in a lovely piece;)
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Thank you for reading. I like the line too. I believe Milton or Ben Jonson wrote the line somewhere.
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