The Gypsy dance.

Good to know freedom and understand the dance of free-will and dreams.

                       The Gypsy dance

Late at night on the Monterey bay.
If you listen well.
You can hear music and strong voices singing the song of secrets
and mystery.

Sometime If the tequila and gin is strong.
You can join in the song and the dance.
Find freedom and be able to  scream and yell against
a society making us all robots. Just waiting for death.

The Poets, musicians and actors go to the sea after the tavern
are closed down. We sing and dance. We yell at the moon.

We do not want the rope around our necks dragging us to the ways of the controlled people.

Let us be free, free to roam and think. To be able to create and not be locked
in a prison of bills and responsibilities. Breakdown the rules and laws strangling me.

I don't want the big house, the high price cars.
Just the freedom to be able to roam.

The road is calling my name. Whispering stories of great beauty and unknown places.

I hear the wicked woman calling me. They don't want forever.
Their Gypsy eyes want to dance in the heat of the flesh.

The Gypsy soul know nothing last forever. Tomorrow we may be dead.

Celebrate life, like this is our last day.

Drink and dance till the end. The Devil will welcome us with open arms.

For we celebrated every second of life.

We were truly free of the bloody rules.

                                  Coyote
                               1990

Author's Note

Old poem. Old dreams.

Reviews

[KurKota]

Interesting write of the age old dreams of no responsiblity nor the satisfaction of commitment. A dream, but unrealistic one I suppose.... Just a small technical comment..in the first stanza..... you used the word heard ...I think you meant hear...kind of interrupts flow...

[Alys Jackson]

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[Alys Jackson]

Funny but serious at the same time! Amaz

[Mark]

I enjoyed not only the poem, but more so it's message. Celebrate every second of life, for then it is truly well lived. Great piece!

[mikl paul]

'I hear the wicked woman calling me. They don't want forever.'
great line.

[OTownPete]

Freedom calls and then life happens. Your friend in words, Pete

[SpitfireGrrrl]

"Drink and dance till the end. The Devil will welcome us with open arms." My favorite bit - this is excellent. Live like you'll die tomorrow. Something I always want to do, and succeed at sometimes.. need to remember it all the time. :)

[Cole Hayley]

I love it. The stunted sense of freedom and security. You write in stories, and everytime i get lost in them.

[LA Lorena]

Ah sweet freedom. Yank off the rope and run headlong into the wind! Nice write coyote!

[Dr Ayaz chandio]

"Let us be free, free to roam and think."...very meaningful and right on the spot..and nicely expressed as well. old is definitely Gold!

[Ru Banerjee]

Such a soulful piece commemorating the beauty, mirth and madness of our lives! You celebrate the spirit of freedom and the love of life with simple, charming words that is a ubiquitous reality. The entire imagery and the exposition of the scene is so real and unique. Loved reading the poem!