I will sing the blues for you

Just words

                         I will sing the blues for you

Johnnie be good, Johnnie be bad and

Johnnie dancing alone to the Jazz.

The words sweet, tempting and so true.

My baby left me, I'm so damn alone.

Now I have the blues and the gin and the juice.

I confess my song to the half-empty drink.

She was so fine, like a 500 dollars wine.

Her kiss so sweet. 

She was my Black Velvet whiskey,

smooth and easy to drink in her beauty.

I told her once and I told her often.

Take my hand, touch my face.

Take what you need.

I know.

Kisses so sweet, can turn so bitter.

Love so gentle can turn to love, so damn mean.

You and I.

Bewitched by the moon dance will learn.

We were just Gypsies souls resting.

Love is for the lucky and we are not the lucky.

Please come back to me my honey wine and

I will sing the blues for you.

We will learn sorrow and need, we can't ever be fulfilled.

Love be so damn sweet, so damn hurtful.

                    Johnnie/Coyote

Author's Note

Just words

Reviews

[peter Duggan]

Hi coyote, your poem takes me back to my days of screeching blues in the blues harp. You made me see such beautiful images, of a lady lost in the blues. How could one not love the blues, I say. Loved this wonderful write, my friend. When I first read your poems I had you pictured as a roving musician...Peter

[Coyote Poetry]

I wish I was. No pretty voice. Thank you Peter for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[An owl on the moon]

Beautiful profound flow of words, deep and rich like jazz, emotionally stirring like the blues. Your words communicate so well why I often find myself writing to these powerful sounds. Her music will always linger in you.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. Jazz is the song of life.

[An owl on the moon]

I am so grateful for your presence here for these many years. May your music keep flowing for us all.

[Anise]

This is amazing, so lyrical!
Totally could be a song!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Anise. Poetry is song my friend.

[Weeping willow]

Just words, But very good and expressed well to the point you see and feel each words;-] nicely done.

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[wordman]

when the love goes bad,what`s left but the blues

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree my friends. When we need to swim in misery. We need the blues. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Sami Khalil]

Man! A very good song arguably seductive and fulfilling. It should be put to music. Excellent, sir.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Sami. I appreciate the comment. I wish I could sing.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...

[Richard McLin]

How is this not a song. You need to post a video with this piece of you singing it. It's an epic piece from a great writer. Congrats.
-Richard

[Coyote Poetry]

If I sang. I make Bob Dylan sound like Elvis. Thank you Richard for reading and the kind words.

[The Iron Horseman]

Ah, I love the Blues! They are so universally applicable, as are your words here, my friend. Everybody goes through this experience at some point, and we all sing the blues then. The yearning of one soul for another is very apparent. Fine words.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. I love the Jazz too. I found a nice jazz club near. Six man band that make you cry.

[The Iron Horseman]

Sorry, my friend, but I'm not a big jazz fan. My other love is hard rock! But to each his own, eh?

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Beautiful🌹As long as love is true it’s worth each inch of pain and happiness- luck is not important but blessings are - rather be blessed than lucky🌹wonderful words🌹

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Kelly for reading and the comment. I truly appreciate.