No more goodbyes

We will learn and know too many goodbyes in our life.

                               No more goodbyes


I caressed her auburn hair. Wrapped my arms around her. I whispered in her ear, "I don't like the goodbyes. We had too many already. I would rather leave with silence. The silence can turn to sweet dreams or nightmares if we forget what we had held and needed once."

She sat upon my lap. Resting her head upon my shoulder. I smelled the perfume of flowers in her hair and the sweet scent of gentle perfume from her skin. I caressed her long legs and told her, "If we are lucky we can find the place where love was all we needed and the vows made to the burning candles and the nights are not forgotten."

I left her before the morning light of the new day. I was driving away from her and already envisioned the curve of her body. I was missing the sound of her voice and laughter. The softness of her skin against my skin. I wanted to turn back and I knew. Bad decisions led me to her and from her. Today I wished for more tender kisses and long embraces in the lonely and cold nights of Winter.

I left her house in Clinton, Michigan and got on I-94 west. With each mile separating us. I knew. This would be the last dance with someone I loved for the long time. We had a long goodbye. I kissed and embraced her. We talked very little. When goodbye is the final word. Better to hold silence and not waste words. She told me, "I love you Johnnie. You are someone I cannot forget. You loved me at my best and my worst. No words of goodbye today. Just until we meet again my sweet Johnnie."

I have been a wanderer and a Gypsy my entire life. My father was a rolling stone. Six wives and eleven kids. I have been more polite. Didn't leave no babies raising themselves.

I know we give a part of us to each lover, sort of a cancer, till one day, the heart is gone and dissolved. I left my lover and I felt the pain already. I knew you cannot return from where you departed.






                                   Coyote/John Castellenas
                               Written in 1994/rewrote in 2014

Author's Note

Old poetry with a re-write.

Reviews

[Mirra]

"If we are lucky we can find the place where love was all we needed and the vows made to the burning candles and the nights are not forgotten."
Sweet words until the last moment, goodbye is always a sad thing and it is the most painful part of all love stories but this made me smile "No words of goodbye today. Just until we meet again my sweet Johnnie." At least, even if I don't know what happened to them today I know they will continue their love story. This is a masterpiece!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right. In words. Love never can die. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Mirra]

It's worth reading. You are certainly welcome :-)

[Anahat]

OMG...just so beautiful with gentle emotions flowing!
I loved your write...the way you expressed everything...Breathtaking...
Hope you write a novel n publish soon..it would do wonders! Cheers! :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Anahat. You are very sweet and kind.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i am glad this got reposted so that i could read it again...

that idea of when it is goodbye it is better to be silent, hold the words...just the feeling is what is left, and it will always remain...

i said goodbye this way a few times...there is both pain of leaving and comfort of knowing what we shared.

[Coyote Poetry]

Goodbyes are too many. Leave us wishing we had more time. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Frieda P]

Always an intriguing story within your poetry, and a lesson of sorts John. Yes, much too many good byes in our lifetimes to keep track of, though some truly stand out in our hearts forevermore. Amazing words Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Frieda. I appreciate the comment. You are right. We have too many goodbyes in a long life.

[melissa]

This is amazing poem i can't wait to read more keep up the great work and keep sending me more to read i love reading them a lot

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Melissa. I don't send read requests. I do accept them. Thank you for reading and the comment. I like to keep the other writers on top of the reader's board. I believe we are here to learn, read and write.

[melissa]

Your welcome

[icelandicblue]

I agree with Pryde. She chose the lines that I too would have highlighted. We are formed and shaped so early on and we enjoy the benefits of freedom but we are still bound to our past and all the choices we have made. I was very moved by this piece, it is written beautifully.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for reading and the comment. We all regret things we lost and can't find again.

[Cryingkate]

What can I say I haven't said and what all these awesome comments are saying!
You are a Gifted Writer and each Story is Rich with Your Special Gift and Voice

I'm going to be Alive when I watch you and Oodles of Noodles make it big time !

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for the kind words. I hope one day to help new writers and teach. Teach young writers the value of our words.

[Cryingkate]

that one day is already here :-) I always see you reaching out and helping all writers new and old.
You already teach the importance of words.
You are already that that you want to be, enjoy and keep up the good work Teach :-)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Pryde is so right, you have the gift of being emotive and so eloquent....i have departed lovers, and found i could never return.

beautifully done.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Jacob. I appreciate the kind words.

[Hope]

"I know we give a part of us to each lover, sort of a cancer, till one day, the heart is gone and dissolved. I left my lover and I felt the pain already. I knew you cannot return from where you departed."..your work has so much depth ! It's just that right amount of all emotions ! A very great job done here..I mean it! :) Good day !

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Hope for reading and the kind words. Most of us learn with regret the things we should of held on to.

[Hope]

I know :) and you are most welcome ! good day !

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Indeed there are many that find goodbyes so sever that time leans on their hearts and minds, some do it like ripping off a band aid, you express the sentiments beautifully.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Thomas. I always appreciate you stopping by.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Your welcome.