I Get It

I get it why people get dogs, write break-up songs, I get it all.

I see why we fight, regardless of who’s right- how you feel.

Don’t we just pretend to

care?

Why it was never that simple.

I get that now.

I see the daylight rise while breathing out those we’ve lost.

I get it all.

Where the coffee pursed my lips, the mirage of October waiting in the wings.

And I get why we play dress up, trick or treat, lie to ourselves, lie to our friends.

I mistook our lies for friendship.

How expendable we are.

The beginning never resembles the end.

I almost forget why I came. And I don’t feel the same.

It breaks my heart to know what we left on the table.

Why we gave it away.

I get it, I get it, I get it all now.

Left to The Earth

14 years, endless tears. God bless all who can’t forget.

The Road That Never Ends

I don’t care about conspiracy theories.
I just know a lot of people died.

One day lost but holding on, our consciousness blown, people glued to TV sets, wasted, petrified.
Why was I alive- alone, but watching planes fall from the sky?
The deadening roar, silenced by just a small moment in time.
Smoke billows, bodies falling from windows, children without mom,
wishing they stole an extra hug, no more goodnight kisses from dad.
Looking out the front door for parents, left to the earth- madness from people who couldn’t feel remorse,
Americans with clenched fists just left feeling mad.
My mind allowing me to care for those I’ve never met,
feeling worse for those alive who can’t forget,
wishing we could all rewind,
or just escape.

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Last Breath

Seeking that last breath
Fearing the worst
wasn’t what you thought It’d be
how the skin stretched
In the silence, was the last place you looked

All i ever wanted, no space left for rent in my mind
You say we were haunted
but I was the only one sticking around
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And all we ever wanted
Just believe
And it’s real
If i had what i wanted
How would i know?
And would i care?
No one ever told me
The last breath, the only one that counts
Climbing the walls
Where the only way is down
The last breath
And the wreckage left behind
The remains that scatter the ground

My life In the real world

You want to see, just what you wanted to see
That won’t make things right
What you believe, when the whole world sold you out

Where i found u
The silence dissolves
What it took to break the calm
We were bound to
The moment we evolved
darkness becomes you

Free bird

This is great. Love, uncomplicated

johncoyote

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Free bird

A Poem by Coyote Poetry

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Ain’t no real freedom. Even the free bird need a place to rest.

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Free bird

We built our love upon straw and paper. We didn’t know love could be set on fire, burn and be forgotten when the straw and paper dispersed to the sky in a smokey haze.

We danced on a blueprint of perfect love, we didn’t know. Love can be poisons and be divided. Be misplaced in poor decisions and actions.

I wanted the freedom and you wanted lasting place and memories. You called me the Free bird that could not stop. I called you dear, honey, baby and my only kind touch. You left me breathless and the beckoning road was forgotten for a time.

I saw in your eyes as you watched me, as you cradle me in your embrace and sang to me.
“Traveling man. Where are…

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Everything

When it seems we don’t have enough.
When the sky engulfs the horizon.
When loss only throws shadows on our past.

Where my feet touched ground.
Where the city streets broke innocence.
Where everyday was everything.

What looked so precious from afar trapped behind curtains, behind blinds.
Perpetuating a state of grace, forgiving until you leave it all behind.

I am you.