We danced for the sea and we prayed to the Goddess of the sea for more.

April is Poetry month. Poem number two.

We danced for the sea and we prayed to the Goddess of the sea for more..

( April is poetry month. My second poem. I will attempt to create 30 new poems.)

I call her my honey, I called her dear Jenny and she called me.

The mountain who could not move.

She loved the Pacific blue sea, she loved the violin and she loved the Gypsy songs.

She wanted to dance near the sea and we prayed for more ocean days to the

Goddess of the sea.

Dear Jenny taught me to suicide board the sea and she taught me the sea.

Was a perfect dance partner and better to fearless than a not moving mountain.

Sweet Jenny love the hazy day and the quiet beach.

We would drink till the moon rose above us and she would play her violin and

steal my heart and mind.

Dear Jenny knew I was seeking death and she wouldn’t allow me to die.

She told me often. Dearest Johnnie, we shall know.

( longing,

belonging,

happiness,

sadness,

good days,

bad days,

life is lesson and more lesson,

and we must make the good day and nights. Last forever.)

I left her for another war and dear Jenny told me. Don’t die for old hate.

Find your proper place and remember me.

We danced for the sea and we prayed to the goddess of the sea.

And we wanted more.

Coyote

Reviews

[Beren]

Jenny seems like a real wisdom. A real wisdom who finds meaning in life through dance. I felt like I could touch a delicate place that I shouldn't touch in these stories, the poems seems very fragile.
I'm not sure how to put it but I loved the flow of these poems and the way the stories intertwine. I can smell the sea, they make me feel like I'm humming the song while watching the dance.
Thank you for sharing, I can't wait the 30 poems.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Beren. I appreciate the comment. Been muse less. Will attempt.