Flesh and bonesA Poem by Coyote PoetryLife is to be lived. Need to celebrate being alive.
Flesh and bones I fell from the top of the mountain. I stood with so many victories. Beautiful young woman sitting between my legs. She looked up. We are only flesh and bones." I sat by the ocean. Watching the her power and beauty. The ocean is heartless. So dangerous and tempting. Woman with sad eyes sat with me. She wished she was a better person. I told her. We are but flesh and bones. In time we will fade away to distance memories. I gave everything away. I roamed with the poets and the musicians. We sat late into the night together on lonely Monterey beaches. Drinking and talking of things that was and were to be. The singer sang a love song. He told me. We are but flesh and bones." Just here awhile to try to celebrate being alive. We danced and ran the lonely beaches. We said a prayer to our God. For we are but flesh and bones. Coyote , Sept 2008
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Added on November 23, 2009Last Updated on February 19, 2012 AuthorCoyote PoetryMIAboutA Poet and writer who love to read and write. My pleasure is reading about the bad and good in a life. Also to honor the Poets/Writers of the past by reading their words. Remember .. more..Writing
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