Angel dancing, too close to earth.

Just words. Beautiful song.

                                  Angels dancing, too close to earth

Pretty wishes, deadly journeys led me to the Austin, Texas sun and you.

Till I met you. I saw grey skies only and the drink was sweeter than living.

I remembers I told you my sad tale and you told me.

"You talk of life, like it is piss and s**t only. Sorrow and pain, just lessons to make us appreciate the good days."

You were Texas born, long legs  and so damn beautiful. I knew your words, honest and true. I told you.

"I need a miracle,

I need to appreciate the white words, delete the dark words.

I need a Texas girl who love the long Texas highways and can do the Texas two-step till the sun arise.

You are the prettiest things I have ever seen in my life.

Your sweet voice like Fall sweet red wine and your eyes.

Gentle and wonderful."

Pretty lady smiled and she told me. "In Texas, like a rodeo. Must get on the horse to be tossed off. I don't know dear poet. Can you ride a wild Texas pony?"

I took her hands. Caressed her long fingers and I kissed her hand. I told her. I have stood in the eye of the storm. I found death and we talked. The caretaker of life and death told me. Johnnie, you ain't done yet. Maybe the Michigan boy can find the Texas wild and free spirit. Just need a kind angel to teach him the Texas song.

The Texas girl smiled and she whispered to my willing ears.

"We must expose real face,

we must dance the slow dances and we must beckon the energy of hope.

No easy life for no-one.

We will know the hello and we will know the swan songs.

Pretty is, isn't pretty does.

A angel face don't mean a angel kiss.

Brave people must seek velvet and silk dreams.

Are you brave enough to hang with a Texas hurricane?"

I brought her close and I whispered to her.

Caged life need to know the freedom of the unknown dance, the new kiss.

Be fearless and a little bit crazy.

I would be honored to share time with a Texas hurricane.

Two people dancing in the Austin City street,

overtook by laughter and opening new doors.

Michigan Poet told the Texas moon in a silence prayer.

Thank you for sending me a angel.

                 Dancing Coyote

 

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[richieb]

I really like this poem Coyote. Reminds me of myself 40 years ago. Searching, praying when it hurt and chasing. Your poem spoke to me, a good poet can do that. Drinking, slow dances, whispering the world in perfumed ears. Getting lost in those thoughts will cause an old guy to run off the road.
Just wanted to let you know you touched this old boy's heart. No, I ain't crying and I'm sober. You wrote a good one. Thank you.
Blessings,
Richie b.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. Being young and brave. Best days in a life.

[Ryan I]

Wow. That was good. I liked how it was a story too. I liked "pretty is, isn't pretty does" So true. It is not all about the outside beauty, but the inside beauty. Thank you for sharing!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Ryan. I appreciate the comment.

[Jade]

"I need a miracle,
I need to appreciate the white words, delete the dark words.

I think we all need to do this, This is a lovely write

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Brandie. I appreciate the comment.

[Cherrie]

I would rework that title
Embrace the image in a different way.
Like. I danced to close to an Angel
This is awesome by the way.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Cherrie. You are right. The poem went into it own direction. I appreciate the comment and the help.

[Cherrie]

I get how that works. This did turn out great.