Delicate flower

Some people and places are perfect. They are delicate flowers and perfect places.

                                Delicate flower

I was a wore and torn man, receded into the whiskey bottles and the dead-end dreams. I sang lullabies of thing lost and could not be found no-more.

A delicate and fragile woman told me. What eludes our hands and fingers. What we denied ourselves are the misfortune of a foolish man.

The existence of love and happiness are the corridors we must cross and bare. We must break the shackles of old disappointment and sadness.

She was a radiating beauty. Her eyes of ocean blues and she moved like a trained dancer knowing her places and words.
 
She took me to the Monterey Bay and she made me dump my whiskey and sad songs into the sand. We drank strong coffee and laughs at the strifes and the torment of life.  My delicate flower made my sad heart vanish and we danced on the quiet Winter beach of Monterey.

Today I dream of wildflowers and beautiful sunsets. I remember the Pacific ocean and my delicate flower.
                                 Coyote/John Castellenas

Author's Note

Anew poem. I hope you enjoy.

Reviews

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

All what's necessary to save a person is one delicate flower. But sometimes we have to be taken by the hand to notice these beautiful things, to learn again to look at things the right way. It's not easy but it's always worth while trying. Beautiful proze poem, John.
Merry Christmas. :) Rudi

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right. The sweetness of life can be in the front of us and we cannot see it. Thank you for reading and the comment my friend.

[The Tea Party Mouse.]

Funny how a little beauty in your life can help you have a new, happier perspective.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree. We need beauty and kindness to keep us human. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Stella Armour]

This is a lovely poem John, you were so lucky that your flower helped you to blossom also..

[Coyote Poetry]

You are correct Stella. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Broken Wings]

This is just so beautiful, so sweet, so bittersweet. I can relate to this in a sense, thank you for writing so beautifully.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Broken Wings for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Stefon Napier]

Remembering the good times can sometimes be the substitute for a good hug when we thing such times have wilted away but we must have a winter if we had a spring, and if we have a winter we must definitely have a spring. We must have the old before we can have the new and the new must eventually fade so that we always have it as a surprise when it comes again. Great poem.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree. Good times do come again. The bad days make us appreciate the better days.

[Lizardo]

I love it! your descriptions are wonderful and I like the title of the poem
I enjoyed reading it

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for reading and the positive comment. I appreciate.

[Zahra]

The existence of love and happiness are the
corridors we must cross and bare. We must break
the shackles of old disappointment and sadness.

Beautiful words. Very well penned Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Zahra. I appreciate the positive comment.

[A Scribbler Named Bek]

This is gorgeous :) At the same time happy and sad. The last line was especially intriguing because it made me wonder what happened to the woman - if this was just one of those brief, wonderful chance meetings or something even better. Wonderful job!!!

[Coyote Poetry]

We were friend for two years. I was deployed elsewhere and she stayed in California. We need the kind people to show us we are okay. Thank you for reading Beka.

[Natalie]

This is such an excellent poem, really great prose, and it flowed beautifully. Really happy that you shared this poem! It really tugged at my heartstrings.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Natalie. I appreciate the comment.

[xFlightlessBird]

A beautiful poem reflecting the emotions one goes through and the unexpected help we receive when needed :) it's amazing.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.