Fall, the Falling Leaves

Fall, the falling leaves


Once I ran away from sadness/heartbreak and I sought escape.
The running man can't run no-more.

Once fearless man learn, love was vengeance,
love would leave you bare and teach you to weep.

Now I see the fainting sun,
and regret, faces and places appear in dark dreams.

Old age had recline me into chaos and questions.
Do I forgive myself? Do I forgive the sins done to me in my backward life?

Do wounds stopped bleeding? Once I was the drunk poet and 
now I am the sober writer who live to paper, 
maybe seeking solitude?

I have become more Salinger than Hemingway.
But now, my lofty mind seeking proper ending.
The falling leave, the song of Autumn is teaching me.

I must forgive. 
Reopen bled-out wounds,
repair walls of separation.

Am I brave enough?
Love had saved me and regret had slowed me down.
I know now.

Love and hate can't be held in one heart.
The mind need to learn.
Release the hurt and allow the love in.

Closed doors, if we don't open.
Will be forever locked.
And we will languished in things,
we should of done and said.

Maybe today,
I will seek places of regret.
Maybe tears may fall,
maybe I can find forgiveness?

Dancing Coyote
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Proxenos Avatar
November 9, 2020 at 3:19 AM
This poem touched my heartstrings - to love in vain is useless , no matter what you say or do that person is not meant for you and love grows into hate - strange someone that you loved so much is far from your heart. Time to move on dear friend - you will find true love the minute you stop looking for it, love will find you. Blessings and hugs, Jennifer.
Ong Avatar
October 28, 2020 at 3:14 AM
‘Love and hate can’t be held in one heart’ a very heartfelt poem. Very nice.
Castellenas Avatar
October 31, 2020 at 2:15 AM
Thank you dear Rena for reading and the comment. No room for hate and love in a heart.
Horsman Avatar
October 27, 2020 at 10:15 PM
Soon to enter the winter of my life, i read this wonderful poetry, with interest..Stay Safe my friend, Harry
Castellenas Avatar
October 31, 2020 at 2:16 AM
Thank you Harry for reading and the comment. I appreciate the comment.
Agustin Avatar
October 21, 2020 at 7:21 PM
Thanks for sharing this. Delighted am I especially with these lines: "Love and hate can't be held in one heart. The mind need to learn. Release the hurt and allow the love in." God bless you.
Castellenas Avatar
October 24, 2020 at 6:58 AM
Thank you dear Beata. Thoughts of hate kill the kindness we have.
Crabtree Avatar
October 18, 2020 at 5:09 PM
A very heartfelt write, John. Forgiveness is difficult, but I believe that sometimes it is a necessary step to get our life back on track. Have a great night :)
Castellenas Avatar
October 19, 2020 at 4:23 AM
I agree dear Angela and thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
Andresen Avatar
October 17, 2020 at 2:21 PM
- Follow your heart ... you are brave ... a wonderful poem, John :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Castellenas Avatar
October 18, 2020 at 2:13 PM
Thank you Anne-Lise. I appreciate the kind words.
Dietrich Avatar
October 16, 2020 at 8:00 PM
this is really poetic!! Your style is so moving, John, and the words so poignant.
Castellenas Avatar
October 16, 2020 at 11:23 PM
Thank you dear Andrea. I appreciate the comment.
One Avatar
October 16, 2020 at 8:51 AM
WE cant keep running, sometimes we have to face up to them and there is so much we can suppress before we blow... I hope you can find forgiveness, this deeply emotive just like the one you commented on today..
Castellenas Avatar
October 16, 2020 at 9:08 AM
Thank you for reading and the comment. Forgiveness of old wounds. Hard to face, hard to do.
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