The crimson light...

We must know darkness to see the light of hope. January poetry number one.

                      The crimson light

Forgiveness we must give, forgiveness we must know. Once hell-bound life destroyed by dead brothers and broken dreams. The evolution of life is fair. We shall pay for every sin we did, every negative words spoken. 

Been almost forty years and the tattoos memories made me learn. The sage of a good life. Is knowing love.

I went to wars, body bags many and I saw starvation in Africa. I learn my life wasn't so hard and I learn money wasn't happiness. A long time ago, I gave everything away and I sought the crimson light. I didn't want salvation, I didn't seek peace.

I played the wicked game of life and the kind gods wouldn't allow me to die. I remember in deadly adventures. I found holy ground where I saw children who needed my kindness over my thirst to find the good death.

Forgiveness we must give, forgiveness we must know. Maybe we can save someone, maybe someone will save us?

Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I think those who love and forgive in life....will find that returned in the end.
I really believe that...it is wise to own up to our shortcomings...we are not perfect.
and forgiving others shows we understand they are not either. Excellent write.
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Jacob. Regret and anger make us old very quickly. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[JE Falcon]

Hope in many words with Maybes watering the plants of salvation. --- This poem flashed vision of things I knew but had not thought long and hard about. Great poem, and I'm still thinking.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend. In my old age. I do think too much.

[Lisasview]

Forgiveness and accepting people for who they are is in my life beliefs.
Life is what we make of it..
Really enjoyed this poem..
I am going through your poems pretty much on a daily basis..I enjoy the way your construct your poems.. almost story like.
Lisa

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Lisa and I agree. We need to know forgiveness and give her.

[Lisasview]

Good morning from Spain,
You are quite welcome

[Ada]

Wow you've been to war; this was particularly moving, although your poem focused more on forgiveness which is a learned practice that your happiness depends on. Nice

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you, Ada. War teaches us. We are the same. We can bleed and we can die. Soldiers will learn one day. He killed for money. Ask themselves. Did they save anyone?

[Kim S.]

such a sad write, but so truthful. War is horrible.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Beckies. No-one wins in war. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Gideon X. A. Elson]

For what is life without death?, beauty and destruction, good and evil ? What are any of these without their opposite always there concomitant.... Brilliant work my friend

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you, Gideon. I appreciate the kind words.

[William Michael Reeves]

Tattoo memories. What a cool thought. Forever with us. Some we want to remove and try but they still leave a scar. And I have purged in my life as well. Your poem speaks much to me. Thanks for Dancing with the words. (New name?)

I love that song Wicked Game and the part it played in David Lynch's movie.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you, William. Everything we do. Adds to our soul.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Forgiveness is so important. So often a person can't move forward until they receive it.

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Cherrie. I agree. We need forgiveness.

[Patricia]

Yes, yes, yes!!!! this is terrific! I hung onto every word and felt the painful passion in it and the wisdom was bright. well done Coyote

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Patricia. I appreciate the comment.

[Patricia Wedel]

My sentiments exactly… I felt Life was passing me by… my first child at 30 and my second child at 37. Now they have Children and I can live those years again. We were made for Passion like Flowers Kiss of Dew we feel the Rapture. tenderly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Pat. You are right. My oldest grandchild is thirteen now. Time goes so quickly and thank you dear friend for reading and the comment.