She was a diamond

She was a diamond

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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We need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands.

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She was a  Diamond
 
                               20 Nov. 1994
 
The drunk man toasts to better days.
We touched shot glasses.
I asked him.
Did he ever see a woman who shone like a diamond?
So bright  with hope and love.
She can bring you out of this hell?
My drunk friend just turns away.
 
I wander to a safe and quiet corner.
I remember her blue eyes.
Clear as a mountain stream.
Her flowing auburn hair.
Her beautiful smile that still can bring a smile back to me.
 
She was a baby in living.
I was soil with hate and disappointment.
Today I wonder why she came to me?
 
In a dark corner of a dancing Bar in Austin, Texas.
She came to me with a sweet smile.
She asks me.  Could I two-step a-bit?.
I told her I do my best.
 
She talks my ears off.
I listen to her beautiful voice.
She was full of dreams and hope.
We became friends.
 
She taught me laughter.
Taught me to hope and dreams again.
She was a diamond in a life.
Brought me out of my self made hell.
 
I may of taught her to view the world with different eyes.
She stood her ground.
Held on to her dreams.
She is something today.
Educated and helping people.
 
I wish to stand at a distance.
Her life loaded with real problems now.
 
I have hope.
A few dreams.
Maybe one day I will look into those blue eyes.
Thank her for her kindness and love.
 
Women are the reasons for good men to hold on to dreams.
 
I'm thankful.
I held a diamond in my hand.
Her hope and love overtook my heart.
                        
                                  Coyote
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

© 2013 Coyote Poetry


Author's Note

Coyote Poetry
A old poem when I was roaming Texas. Any mistakes. I would appreciate the help. A wise man is thankful for the assistance of others.

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I quite liked this one...it was a story within a poem, and I truly loved the sentiment. We often don't know what we have had until we have let it slip through our fingers...then we write about it. Such is the life of a poet i suppose. You have crafted this with stark and gritty imagery that I truly appreciated. Well done.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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The two line bridge in this section is a little awkward to read, but the rest flows nicely.
I may of taught her to view the world with different eyes.
She stood her ground.
Held on to her dreams.
She is something today.
Educated and helping people.

I wish to stand at a distance.
Her life loaded with real problems now.

I have hope.
A few dreams.
Maybe one day I will look into those blue eyes.
Thank her for her kindness and love.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Zoe
told a magnificent story of special influence from a certain person in one's life.
"She taught me laughter.
Taught me to hope and dreams again.
She was a diamond in a life.
Brought me out of my self made hell."
loved how it was your self made hell and that she helped this person prisoner to them self survive and conquer.
"I held a diamond in my hand"
i was taken by this line.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A very loving and tender poem. Its good to know when we've been touched by someone or even something special and can appreciate it.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Your tales are interesting to read about and I really enjoyed it.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a very special poem & tribute to a woman that made a difference in your life & probably others. I hope someday you will see that diamond once again or one just as precious.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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A splendid poem man! A poem like a fountain, flowing from a pure heart with wisdom of years, and touching the most subtle moments and emotions in a man's life!!! I highly appreciate it :)

The lines/phrases that reverberate in me are here:
"She talks my ears off."
"Clear as a mountain stream"

"She taught me laughter.
Taught me to hope and dreams again.
She was a diamond in a life.
Brought me out of my self made hell."

"I have hope.
A few dreams.
Maybe one day I will look into those blue eyes."

"Woman are the reasons for good men to hold on to dreams."

"I'm thankful.
I held a diamond in my hand.
Her hope and love overtook my heart."

But I have a confusion - Is she away? Why is she in problems now, and why the poet stands at a distance?
"I wish to stand at a distance.
Her life loaded with real problems now."

Is there a grammatical typo in this line "I may of taught her to view the world with different eyes." ?
And agree with "Chloe..Across the Universe": It should be 'women' in the line 'Woman are the reasons for good men to hold on to dreams.'

Many thanks for sharing the beautiful poem!

Cheers
Nayan

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Absolutely wonderful!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


Woman are the reasons for good men to hold on to dreams.

I think it should be women because you have a plural in reasons...
if it were reason then... woman is..
You asked so i told you lol
Peace


Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Such a nice poem, Coyote. Lovely sentiments , she sounds like one in a million.
Chloe

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

a lovely poem, well written, the woman to whom and about whom you have written this will sure be glad to read this...

Posted 14 Years Ago



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