The darkness..

April, poetry month poem number seven..

The darkness…

Tonight I can see shadows of faces and hear the shadows of lost voices.

They are interrupting my dreams.

Now I seek to find beauty and kindness in our ugly world.

Once lust made me seek taverns, the whiskey kisses and the dangerous dances.

I told my pretty friend next to be in the Irish Pub. We are just flesh, bones and blood.

Born to live and born to die.

Today the old man goes forward for the grandchildren. He showed them the lakes, he showed them the flowing rivers and the forest. He teaches them life must be enjoyed, every new day. We must appreciate the opportunity to discover, to learn. Time goes by so quickly.

The shadows of yesterday steal my dreams. And tomorrow is another chance to know laughter.

Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Writergurl]

the whiskey kisses and the dangerous dances......
I really love that line there. Especially the one about trying to find beauty and kindness in the world.
Good luck with that one. I be kind to everyone, sometimes it backfires on me. I enjoyed this and I
enjoy Johnny cash.

[Coyote Poetry]

Me too my friend. Only one Johnny Cash. Thank you for reading and the comment.