Never been to Spain

Never been to Spain

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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Maybe a song?

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                  Never been to Spain
Oldest and saddest man on the block had spread out his world map.
He touches the country Spain and he told the clouds.
I never been to Spain.
I would love the dark-skin ladies and I would drink the Spanish wine till midnight.
I would find the sea and dance, bare-a*s for the stars.
I wouldn't complain no-more.
I am been living in Michigan for twenty years,
so tire of the big cities,
the rushing to no-where.
I never been to Alaska,
I would love the long Winter,
maybe my pen and paper would come alive again.
Maybe the empty spaces would rebirth my mind.
The tire man is packing-up what he needs.
He will sing his songs to the Spanish ladies,
he will dance the midnight waltz with a Gypsy beauty near the sea,
whispering love words to the kind lady.
When the hot Summer days come to Spain.
He will take the long trip to Alaska.
Find the free land, befriend the free animals.
He will dance with the wolves and he would howl at the Alaska moon.
Today caged man broke the locked door and he is,
gone, gone, gone.
                       Dancing Coyote

© 2020 Coyote Poetry


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Coyote Poetry
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A dream of mine at 21 yrs. my girlfriend and I were going to move to Spain...didn't happen...nor did it last.
The title comes from an old song by Three Dog Night.
The longing to pick up and move on can be very compelling, but those strings attached can prove to be very strong...if only it were that simple to leave.
Well done John.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

I agree. I want to escape. But I can't. Life is never fair. Maybe we land where we suppose. Thank yo.. read more
Ted Kniffen

4 Years Ago

I believe it is fate...life seems to be preordained and there is little we can do but go with the fl.. read more



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Woo, I love the freedom of that last sentence. It feels like an actual release to me. I am a mind-traveler, so I appreciate the sentiment in this poem very much. There are many places I have never seen but would love to.

I suppose as long as we have remaining days we have the hope that that journey will be a memory one day rather than merely a fancy.

I really enjoyed this, Coyote. Your poems have such a vibrant spirit. It’s lovely to spend a bit of time immersed in them.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

Thank you Eilis. I need a long vacation myself.
what a wonderful image, travel thought, those that have never been or seen can still dream, the flip side of the coin, Alaskan winters or Summer in Spain, you're words take the weary traveller on a voyage of delight

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

I want the Alaska Summer and thank you my friend for reading and the comment.
A dream of mine at 21 yrs. my girlfriend and I were going to move to Spain...didn't happen...nor did it last.
The title comes from an old song by Three Dog Night.
The longing to pick up and move on can be very compelling, but those strings attached can prove to be very strong...if only it were that simple to leave.
Well done John.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

I agree. I want to escape. But I can't. Life is never fair. Maybe we land where we suppose. Thank yo.. read more
Ted Kniffen

4 Years Ago

I believe it is fate...life seems to be preordained and there is little we can do but go with the fl.. read more

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