Last bus going to the sea..

Good music made me write this.

Last bus going toward the sea..

1- I traveled 1500 miles toward the Florida sea. It was the last bus to the ocean.

I was reaching for a miracle, I was dreaming of a beautiful face.

She found me waiting for her at the Big Boy in the city West Palm beach.

She came to me and she whispered to me.

Please kiss me, liked you missed me.

2- Once upon a time, I was the midnight man, the midnight dancer

who loved the whiskey and the tall Texas gals.

Once upon the 3 am moon.

Pretty Texas girl, we danced, we kissed, we laughed and

we tried to steal time.

We knew. This night would fade away and we would become old once day.

On a Friday night in Austin, Texas. We told the night near the Austin river.

Please Goddess of the moon, make this night never-ending,

the whiskey bottles many and for us to know.

Free days and laughter.

3- I had been awhile since I laughed out-loud.

Had been awhile since I liked my face, I liked my voice.

I wonder did I give-up or did I. Give in?

Was a coward and forgot my dreams or

did this world beat-down my hope?

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Casey Truax]

At first glance the tone is casual, almost conversational, but the rhythms, the repetitions, the invocations turn it into something more. This is a deeply wistful piece, with a sense of the magical. My favorite part: "I was the midnight man, the midnight dancer /who loved the whiskey and the tall Texas gals."

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Casey for reading and the comment. All of us need some Texas nights. Keeps us young in spirit.

[Dave Brown]

another entertaining read
I am beginning to think it is mainly you who keeps those whisky brewers in business
enjoy your day

[Coyote Poetry]

I use to Dave. I did escape the house for St. Patrick day. Needed a green beer and a corn beef sandwich. Thank you for reading and the comment. Cheaper to buy a bottle and drink slowly. Make the cold days of Winter, warmer.

[JessyJacob]

someone is rocking with funeral not passed 2 months. celebrating dad's death. nice, great commentary here commedian.

[Coyote Poetry]

Sometimes comedian, sometime truthteller. Easy to be both my friend. Thank you for reading.

[JessyJacob]

you are just .... your wife knows better you. My son is just near by if anything happens beware of him.

[June bug]

What a wonderful write here, This is lovely.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear June bug for reading and the kind words. I do appreciate.

[Arundass TP]

Beautiful traveller poetry. Really enjoyed reading 👍

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.