The rising sun

Just words

                          The rising sun


I sat in the New Orleans in 1996. I liked New Orleans. Hard time and hard days couldn't kill her spirit. I drank whiskey with old men and pretty women. One of the old Blue men  asked me. "Dark Poet, read me some words to make me cry. Maybe I will sing you some song later."
                          New Orleans.
----Dear New Orleans.
I love you like a love turn dirty.
Old city with hidden dark valleys and dark- eyed woman that make you wish forever.
Your memory is like a missed kiss. You want to taste and swim in again.

I love the song of the Jazz. Old men and women singing songs of love and lost.
I like the old streets sounds. You can hear the spirits of the night that can't never rest.
New Orleans is my mistress and place to fall into her darkness.

I need her more than she needs me, but she is sweet and allowed me to become part of her.
Darkness loved the dark. We are one with the night.

----
The men and pretty women clapped their hands and Charley went to play his song.
A  perfect dark eyed New Orleans beauty took my hand and she embraced me tightly.
She whispered. "No angels in the city tonight. Just us accepting enough. Death isn't coming
for us lover. Tonight we dance, laugh and live."

I kissed dear Doris on the head and lips. I told her.  Thank you honey for the dance and the night is long and my wallet is fat. Let's make the sleeping gods jealous of our laughter and dance.

New Orleans is alive and well. The people of the night are keeping the city alive and the old city does smile.

             John Castellenas/Coyote

Author's Note

Just words and story.

Reviews

[Willard Wells]

Very nice and one of my favorites of your's, or at least in recent memory. Great flow and imagery beginning to end. Could of considerations below, but it's your work and it is excellent.

"song later" to "songs later", "dark eyes woman" to "dark-eyed woman"

And thanks for "The Animals". Love it.

[cinel]

wow Coyote this fantastic, i really enjoy reading this poem

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you. I appreciate the comment.

[emmajoy]

' I love you like a love turn dirty. -- Old city with hidden dark valleys and dark eyes woman that make you wish forever. -- Your memory is like a missed kiss. You want to taste and swim in again. '

Your phrasing is unique, John, truly is, the above is absolutely wonderful! I've always wanted to visit New Orleans, don't know if it would be quite the same for me as is/was for you - but . I know for all its supposed flaws it's as unique a place as is your writing!

[Coyote Poetry]

New Orleans can be enjoyed by all. Good song and good people. Thank you for reading and the comment my dear friend.

[M.Babu]

"Thank you honey for the dance and the night is long and my wallet is fat. Let's make the sleeping gods jealous of our laughter and dance."
Such a cool line Coyote!
~M.Babu~

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you. Sometime we must laugh at the gods and the government. Enjoy life. Sing and dance to the end. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Tonyna]

I enjoyed reading. Beautiful. I'm from a town an hour south of New Orleans so it was easy to envision your spoken words.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree. One of the great cities. I saw before and after the hurricane. I like to see one more time. Thank you Tonya for reading and the comment.

[MandaBear]

Never been to New Orleans but it would be cool to visit some day. Sounds like an interesting place to be. Great poem =)

[Coyote Poetry]

You would like. Fun people and interesting old city. Never boredom in the city of New Orleans. Thank you my friend for reading and the comment.

[softlyfall]

John, this is just breathtaking, the tone reminds me of the poetry of carl Sandburg, which I adore. This poem is earthy, sweetly gritty, real, like sensuality in a dirty red dress.
Perfect

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you. A dirty read dress. I like that. Nice words to take us to a new poem.

[Tomás Ó C..]

In Irelands, bards in bards are welcome as long as they keep quiet. And buying!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right my friend. Thank you for reading and the comment. I was station in Germany for three years in 1977-1980. I loved the old cities in Europe too.

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I have never been to New Orleans, but I love the music, the food, the deep, the night, that has flavored our hearts and cultures that comes from it. Another wonderful write, John :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Lynn for reading and the comment. Everyone need a few nights and days in New Orleans.

[David Scott]

I like the energy of this write. Dancing the joys of life as the "night gods" sleep is a fabulous way to spend the night and slim down the fat wallet.

[Coyote Poetry]

A fat wallet is always nice. Thank you David for reading and the comment.