A woman, like you.

Few people can bring you from self made hell. When a sweet woman offer a soft hand and love. Even the dead can be rebirth.

                      
      A woman, like you

I was standing at a distance listening to you.

You were  speaking against hate and violence.

A voice so soft and kind.

It made me  stop to listen.

I looked at your beautiful face.

I tries to hide my desire for you.

To be able to look into your eyes.

And hold you close.

I make a fool's wish to be sitting with you.

To be able to look into your  blue eyes at the ocean.

Listen to you talk about great dreams.

You spoke with confident.

Your  strong words were against hate and war.

Your smile and sweet voice create dreams and hope of peace

for the people listening.

You came to me. Whispered

" My lonely poet you came to hear me at the  demonstration.

Did you like and understand what I was trying to say."

I told you. "Your words were logical and common sense. I felt hope listening to your

voice. Sometime all we have is hope and dreams."

A sad smile overtook you.

You told me. "When the dreamers forget to dream. The people with strong hearts

forget to love. The kind and generous people forget to help. What will we become?

Just robots waiting for death."

You wrapped your arms around me.

Gave me sweet kisses and pulled away.

You whisper "later my love."

I stood alone at the Santa Cruz beach.

Thank the lord of life and death for a woman like you.

Bad dreams and wrong decisions led me to Santa Cruz on a sunny California day.

I was drinking and wasting my life.

You found me at a coffee shop on a cool spring day.

 You  sat at my table and asked me "What was I writing?

I told you poetry of a sort .

I gave you my journal to read .

I watched your eyes read my words for two hours.

You put the book down.

Told me "You are a poet my friend. Pain and sorrow are in your words.

Scream for calm and peace in your words. You must get published. Words of

love and peace must be poster for all to see."

Your beautiful blue eyes stole my heart from the first moment.

Listening  to your dream and goals.

As we walk through the Santa Cruz street.

You took my hand.You whispered. " I need  a friend and I can feel your loneliness."

With the gift of a sweet kiss we bounded our two lives together.

As the sun fell into the sea.

You asked me to share your dreams

and not be afraid to stand against things wrong in this world.

I give a silence yes.

I know Angels are rare in a life.

I told you as long as you need me I will be there for you.

A woman, like you.

Can light up the night and day

and create dreams in a dead soul.

                                  Coyote 

                         1994

Author's Note

A old poem. Was a gift for a Santa Cruz friend who taught me to leave the B.S behind and live for the coming day. Not the pain of yesterday.

Reviews

[Katie]

I trie(d) to hide my desire for you.

You spoke with confiden(ce).

Sometime(s) all we have is hope and dreams.

poste(d) for all to see.

I give a silen(t) yes.

Once again, a lot less grammar mistakes then you used to have. Excellent work. This is a very nice poem, well done!

[Chantel]

"When the dreamers forget to dream. The people with strong hearts
forget to love. The kind and generous people forget to help. What will we become?"
I really love that!!!
Great job!!!! :)

[Star Wolf]

We all do need someone like that when we're so deep into our hells that we don't want to live anymore or are just letting ourselves go to meet death all that much sooner. Awesome write.

[M.Babu]

"I looked at your beautiful face.
I tries to hide my desire for you.
To be able to look into your eyes.
And hold you close.
I make a fool's wish to be sitting with you.
To be able to look into your blue eyes at the ocean.
Listen to you talk about great dreams."

"A sad smile overtook you.
You told me. "When the dreamers forget to dream. The people with strong hearts
forget to love. The kind and generous people forget to help. What will we become?
Just robots waiting for death."

This were my favorite lines in here Coyote. This poem hits base and yet it was written in 1994? The power in your simple wording gave this poem a soft but unstoppable momentum. The emotion is real and tangible and i enjoy something that i can relate to. And it's true that the world is now devoid of 'Angels' as you put it...people not afraid to stick their necks out and condone all the evil and encourage others to do the same! Our race is a falling one and you have captured that in such a sweet manner that is difficult to forget! Fantastic message in there and a great tribute to those who stand up for what they believe in. A touching heartfelt poem. Excellent work here. Thanks for sharing

[Ginger]

Bravo! Everyone needs to meet someone like that at some point and time in their lives. Male or female, to give us that push and to show us the way. People like that are rare and should be cherished.

[HorrorMaster]

very good and beautiful.

[Marie Harrison]

Beautiful. What a special friendship. Moments such as these are to be treaured pieces of heaven on earth for sure.

[jennifer]

I think you did a very good job, and I really liked the poem, they are so alive and always have a positive look on everything.

[The Analog Kid]

Beautifully put:

"You told me. When the dreamers forget to dream. The people with strong hearts
forget to love. The kind and generous people forget to help. What will we become?
Just robots waiting for death."

Thank you for a profound poem.

[Phibby Venable]

wonderful writing. it holds love up to higher standards. Very open
and strong and i love the ending.

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

Oh' Coyote, you speak as a Man who knows true love. I am grateful to be able to understand your words. Another fabulous write. I like your plain spoken style. I can relate to it. Thank you, again.