The pretty things, the dangerous things..

Remembering Marianne Faithfull.

The pretty thing, the dangerous things..

Once I held treasure. We danced in the lost and found of seeking happiness. Once we were fearless and we knew laughter.

We had Gypsy souls and we wanted the open road, kisses and good whiskey.

I remember you intoxicated my mind, making me believe I could know happiness.

You told me often the pretty things could be dangerous things.

We drank, we free-climbed every mountain near and we suicided boarded the Winter storms.

You told me often. Quiet life, boring life will kill your soul.

I remember you told me often. Quit seeking forgiveness.

Seek the wild sea and find the hidden waterfalls in the California fault line.

Let’s get naked, drink and dance for the beautiful sun above us.

I would follow you and I learn.

Pretty things can be dangerous and so needed.

Today I am a old man and I want to suicide board the great storms,

free climb the Washington mountains and tell the hawks near.

I am still alive and I remember you my Gypsy gal.

I have learn. Dangerous things can be so damn beautiful and

I held treasure once.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Soren]

This poem talks to the heart as many of your poems do. It speaks to me of what gives life value. Life is danger with a known end. No one leaves alive so enjoy the moment and make the best of opportunity that only comes once. Better to die early happy than live a long life of regret. This is one of my favorite of your poems.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Soren. Now I teach my grandchildren to dance with the sea and be fearless. I appreciate the comment.

[redd Brick Keshner]

An adept companion to an ever wandering soul 🙏🏻🕊

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello my dear friend and I appreciate the comment.

[redd Brick Keshner]

Hello and you’re welcome 🙏🏻🕊

[Thomas W Case]

You nailed it. Great work. The state of the gypsy is always wandering.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Thomas and thank you for reading and the comment.

[Starr]

There's nothing like a gypsy gal. Enjoyed this write

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Starr. We need to be fearless. Know the sea and the quiet places. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[John the Baptist]

Be careful with those dangerous things, C. They can be beautiful, but they can also leave you with brain damage.

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes I agree. But those dangerous faces and places. We need and thank you for reading and the comment.

[carl]

great tribute for a true gypsy soul with a beautiful voice - RIP Faithful

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Carl. I am trying to find my muse.