Nothing left to lose...

One of the great songs. Taylor Momsen, she can sing...

 

Nothing left to lose….

I lay in the silence of deadening silence. All dreams dead and buried when you left me alone. You were my savior and my killer. I remember the first kisses, drinking and smoking cigars. We laughed at life and tomorrow was just another day to be lived.

I remember you stripped down to bare skin and danced upon the October Pacific sea shore. I knew the Gods of the sea and I was blessed to watch you dance.

I knew you were the November breeze. Just touched our skin and disappear to unknown places, leaving old men with wishes and songs to be sang.

I sit alone on the Seaside beach. I write words and sing lonely song. Me and the sea cry and wish to see your beautiful face and your perfect nude body dancing for us. Life had took it toll. Old men wish and young men try.

I told the young Poet. I have nothing left to lose. Love is the best sensation, leaving the essence of things we cannot hold again. Sometime accepted limbo is safe and sound.

I told the moon and the sea. I loved her. I did.

Coyote/John Castellenas

Reviews

[Zoe Richardson]

'You were my savior and my killer." There is so much in those words. Such loss, such pain. You paint a picture of more than lost love. There is longing and grief and the shadow of mortality. I can say in all honesty... there is an amazing life out there when you have healed from love's wounds. Freedom treats me better than any partner I ever had.

[Coyote Poetry]

It can dear Zoe. I loved my free days. Now I have five grandchildren and great responsibility. I am happy now too. Thank you for reading and the comment my friend.

[Gee]

" freedom treats me better than any partner I ever had"
That is so sad Zoe

[Lisasview]

As they say "Better to have Loved and Lost...rather to have never Loved at all"
Painful, heartfelt..and yes many of us are getting older.
Old men wish and long men try..love that line..so so true..
I swam naked in the Pacific Ocean.. those were the days...
Missed but not forgotten.
Lisa

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Lisa. Good to swim bare-a*s in the Summer sea or the fault line waterfall.

[Lisasview]

I loved it and did it in Baja more than anywhere else..
You are quite welcome.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

I loved this! It's so well written with love, loss and sadness!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear poet. I appreciate the comment.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

My pleasure!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

When I was young I thought I was immortal and had nothing to lose. Now that I'm old, I know I'm not immortal and I have plenty to lose. But I don't fear for myself, just those I'll leave behind that I love. Those responsibilities can be a savior if we let them. A fine write here. F.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Fabian for reading and the comment. I agree my friend.

[Gee]

Such longing for younger years and lost love in these words of yours Coyote.
You have lived a most colourful life my friend:)
I hope you are keeping well

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend. I hope have many more years to dance on the earth.

[Soren]

Beautiful. There are usually one or two lines in a poem that grab me but this one had many. Each strikes deep to the soul. Very well done.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Soren. I appreciate the comment.

[KAREN]

This poem was written with lots of feeling! Well done!

I told the moon and the sea. I loved her. I did.

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[KAREN]

You are most welcome!

[Patricia]

Your prose are so romantic and I love when poets assign seasons and months to a soul, it conjures up so many scenes. Beautiful write Coyote

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Patricia. The seasons are easy to create places and emotions. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Patricia]

You’re welcome Coyote :)

[cheyenne s garcia]

i fell in love just reading this. i hope to read more from you!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Cheyenne for reading and the comment.

[Unspoken poet]

You were my savior and my killer. I remember the first kisses, drinking and smoking cigars. We laughed at life and tomorrow was just another day to be lived.

LOVED this part, this is amazing, i could hear some Jones in this write.. nicely written

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you, dear poet, for reading and the comment. I appreciate the comment.

[John the Baptist]

As a fellow I used to know once said of a George Jones song, "That is serious beer drinking music."

[Coyote Poetry]

I was listening to George Jones for two hours. My new favorite. Wild Irish roses. You are right. In my time. I did listen to the great George Jones.