Angie

Just words.

Angie

I remember our days and nights at Big Sur, you were my imperfection angel.
You wanted, just enough and you allowed your dreams to die.

You enchante me by speaking careless words and you made me smile and laugh when you spoke nonsense.
We danced with the Pacific, when the drink kicked in.

You loved the Pacific and I loved you.

You told me often, “Johnnie, I am nineteen, no-one looked at me, like you do. You give me mercy, accept me,
ugly, dirty and used-up. I wrote her a poem.

Angie

Baby girl, baby love.
All of us slumber in the need of love,
we are careless and foolish,
we accept blackness,
knowing the payment.
My beautiful girl,
you ain’t done yet,
all of us fly away with careless wings,
we believe we are invincible and we learn.
We are just butterflies,
riding the wind of time,
hoping for a proper ending.”

Dear Angie, she smiled and she brought me closer. We danced for the liar’s moon and the midnight stars. We danced barefoot in the cold Pacific sea. She whispered, I like the darkness, I like the impossible and I want everything. I will break your heart Johnnie.

I kissed her long and sweetly, I told her. Who is going, who is staying? We are vagabond People and I know you can’t hold the wind and can’t control the sea. We have tonight and let’s’ make this never ending.

   Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[Neville]

I dont know what it is exactly but as I read these words, something by Jimi Hendrix springs to mind.... it can't be the song because that is an old time favourite of mine by the Stones and what could be more appropriate for a poem with the same name.... Maybe it is because of the carefree feeling of sheer abandon.. and of freedom they instill within me... as they help me to recollect loves past... Ah' yes.. Jimi Hendrix Band of Gypsies 'Foxy Lady'... now ya talkin....... Nice one Dancing C

Neville

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Neville. I like Jimi Hendrix music. The sixties, the days of the powerful song and voices.

[Crowley]

Heavy sigh...what a great point in time. Love and lust and moon and water. Mixed together in a perfect tryst. Loved it!!!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Crowley. I appreciate the comment.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Coyote John, this string of girls all seem to come from the wrong end of town. You should have moved house lol. Another piece of romance mixed with sadness. Love the poem within!

[Coyote Poetry]

I was receiving back my bad karma. I tell people, be careful. Karma pay in three-fold. Thank you John for reading and the comment.