If you go away on a Summer day.

Some mini-poetry from the epic writer.

If you go away on a Summer day.

1- Once we loved the Wisconsin wild river,

and we sought quiet places to hold hands and I would steal kisses.

We adored the torrent water and we tried to follow the river,

to secret places where lovers could dance nude with the sun in view.

I remember you demanded strong whiskey and the hard metal songs.

We lived for the day and we didn't care about tomorrow.

We didn't want to live forever.

2-  The twilight of my life is here.

I have seen everything and I have seen nothing.

I was wise and I was foolish. I preferred the days of Tomfoolery.

I have known anger and now I know kindness.

Tonight I whispered a sweet name.

Cathy, beautiful Cathy. I remember your last words to me.

You told me. Soldier, if I went away on a Summer day, I would never return.

I told the night and the Wisconsin river.

Dear Cathy, I remember you and I know.

Time is a ugly thief.

I learn too late.

You can't return to the place you left from.

The city, the river don't change. We do.

Tonight I drink whiskey in Iron Mountain, Michigan.

I told the night,

I need a kind woman, I need to laugh again.

I need to smile again.

I told the face in the tavern mirror.

The saddest thing we can do,

is die alone.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[AYVID N]

The conclusion really got to me. The saddest thing we can do is die alone. Most of us are lonely in a way. I have seen few people who are in fulfilling relationships till the end. Time just dilutes love and the fervor. In the end, it is each one for themselves. We must find the joy within though I know it's very hard. Thank you for sharing the sad and beautiful poetry.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Divya. I am getting older and I watched many people, I loved. Leave my world. Now few of us speak their names.

[AYVID N]

In our memories to be ever alive, yes. Our shared journeys are regretfully brief. You are always welcome, dear friend.

[Soren]

Coyote I love the duality in your lines. I too "have seen everything and have seen nothing" Yes it is sad to die alone, but know that we are also not alone. Enjoyed this one my friend.

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[John the Baptist]

Heavy words there at the end. The poem takes a poignant look at things we can't control, like time and mortality. Yearning for happier times past is not helpful, though. It will only keep you chained to phantoms. Our only recourse is to live as fully in the present moment as we can, for that is the only time that exists, or ever has existed.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree my friend. "for that is the only time that exists, or ever has existed"
Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Chris Shaw]

Time is a thief. We live, we make mistakes and we learn. Hopefully we understand that the love of family and friends are what life is all about. I can!t think of anything worse or more lonely than dying alone, yet many do. And many a soldier has died alone, on the streets yet alone in battle.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right dear Chris. Most of the homeless in the USA. Veterans. Thank you dear friend for reading and the comment. I am ducking the media. In USA. No good news.

[Chris Shaw]

Same over here. The media are sick. Like vultures at times. Anything for a story and they distort facts as well .

[Coyote Poetry]

400 reporters made a mass murderer famous in Idaho. So sad. I hope they remember the four college kids killed in their beds.

[Chris Shaw]

There you go. Focusing their attention on the killer and not the tragic loss of those whose lives were cut short. So irresponsible but par for the course.

[Dennis Wolf]

After number 2.
'I have seen ' or 'I saw' correction needed.


That aside, I loved reading. You never fail to deliver.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Dennis. I appreciate the help and the comment.

[Dennis Wolf]

Sure thing.