Hot Damn

Just some new words.

                                 Hot damn

Prettiest woman in the dance hall,

looked at me and shared her enticing smile.

I inventoried her long legs and her tight black dress.

She was a wild orchid in the smoked filled bar.

Her face, gentle and so sweet, made me wish for the dance of the gin  and the sin.

She was ambrosia in the mist of the whiskey and the chaos. 

I knew she was folly and careless angel.

When you kiss a siren, when you want a siren,

no way back to safety,

no way back to sanity.

She was walking toward me,

her long ginger hair moving with her hips, legs and shoulders.

I loved her demanding coffee brown eyes and her sweet smile.

She touched my shoulder and she whispered.

A soldier drinking alone, Austin city, biggest sin.

Dark is the night and when we seek the whiskey only.

We can't know sacred night where we can know,

laughter and good song, bravely.

I told her, she was a treasure, a soldier dream.

Some dreams will break your heart.

She gave me a Devilish smile and her eyes surveyed my face.

She whispered.

"Dark is the night.

We can lay bare, our soul to the moon and the stars.

We can show false face and steal what we can.

Maybe we are just dancers on the quicksand,

moving and grooving to the moon song,

hoping for a taste of elixir of the sweetest kiss.

Pretty lies are still lies and I promise you,

a fond memory and maybe a second dance."

I reached our my hand and I told her my name is Johnnie.

She embraced me and she whispered. You can call me love,

darling and sweetheart my dear Soldiers. She kissed my forehead,

my face-cheeks and a soft kiss to my lips.

She asked, can you Texas two-step Johnnie?

I told her, yes and we roamed to the dance floor.

She held me closely and I smell her perfume of the wild flowers.

I told her. Thank you for the dance and the conversation.

You make me smile.

She laid her head into my shoulder and she whispered.

I am smiling too.

                          Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[T.S. Ulmus]

You painted quite the scene, one I wish I could put myself in. It's a beautiful piece. To truly capture a moment is an impressive feat, a skill which belongs perhaps only to the poet.

As an esteemed colleague, I would suggest that the first comma in the 6th stanza is off-putting.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend for reading and the help. I will to publish a book of stories and of poetry in January. I need to work on my edit. I appreciate the comment.

[barleygirl]

My favorite part of this long lavish story is at the beginning when you describe the woman in terms of contrasts: "wild orchid in the smoked filled bar" . . . "ambrosia in the mist of the whiskey and the chaos" . . . as always for your seductive tales, realistic, heart-felt & deserving of its title (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Coyote Poetry]

I spend seven year as a single man in Texas at Fort Hood. The Texas people, the kindest and most fun I ever had known. Thank you dear Margie for reading and the comment.

[augustus]

A very descriptive work. There's no doubt who's the master here! I salute you Sire!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Augustus. I appreciate the comment.

[Gee]

You place the reader mid scene with your wonderfully descriptive words Coyote. No other on here writes as you do :)
Hope you are safe and well

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello my friend. Thank you for reading and the comment. I am doing well and I hope you are doing good.

[Betty Hermelee]

A vivid encounter , a special scene that brings chosen words to life. Your description of this encounter is very real and I can picture myself watching this scene in a movie. Keep writing, your style is excellent Well done!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Betty. I appreciate the comment.

[Betty Hermelee]

My pleasure!

[Chris Shaw]

So descriptive Coyote. You took me there, I was drinking too at the bar and watched the evening unfold. I saw the pair of you take to the dance floor. Wonderful writing.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Chris. Dancing, good song and good drink. Paradise for a moment.

[Patricia Wedel]

A wild orchid with a sweet smile... and all the while full of folly...
still an Angel with long ginger hair and brown coffee eyes.
Dancing on quick sand... grooving to Moon song. Elixir of the sweetest kiss...
Holding you closely with the scent of wildflowers... She loved a soldier called Johnnie.
truly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Pat. In my lifetime. The Texas girls were the bravest. They would ask you to dance. Could out drink you and enjoyed the good songs.

[Patricia Wedel]

I understand... I met my husband Roger at rondo Billy's, a Country Western Bar... I asked him to dance after having a drink called "Scarlet O'Hara". He said, "not unless they play "Because of you, God made Oklahoma"... is I asked the Band to play that song, and we have been dancing since 1987. It takes a lot of effort to catch a Cowboy. Enjoyed your story of
"Love on the Wild side. truly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

p.s. We met at Bronco Billy's, a Country Western Bar.
I asked the Band to play, "Because of you, God made Oklahoma".

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the girls who ask men to dance. Some men are afraid of the rejection. I liked how you and your hubby met my friend.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... Romance is what it is all about. I worked in D.C. in a Patent and Trademark Law Firm next door on the eighth floor. The Attorney I worked for.. had his Birthday Party at Bronco Billy's after work. That is how I first met Roger. He still wears Cowboy Boots, and I also have Cowgirl Boots. I buy him Wrangler shirts... although he is an attorney himself (retired now). He worked in the field of Veterans Law and was instrumental in forming a Court of Appeals in Washington, D.C. I know you are a Veteran also. "Thank you for your Service". Roger was in the Air Force. Our "home" where we live is our "silver lining". (a Bird Sanctuary). I use the 'old deck
with a Gazebo.. for a large Bird Feeder. That is why I see so many Birds 'up close and personal' from our large Kitchen Window over the Sink. Lovely to have Poet friends like you on WC. Christmas is coming and then New Years. tenderly, Pat

[Fairy Khan]

Such vivid imagery, dear friend. I could see myself in the scene, looking at all this while it happened. Wonderfully written.

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[NiomaNorma]

This poem was pretty darn good.

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[Sami Khalil]

You were adventurous indeed as a soldier and as you ventured into poetry, you bring those wonderful memories alive. You are highly descriptive and a painter with words. Romance and wisdom run in your veins. Wonderful sir.

[Coyote Poetry]

My best days were in Texas. Always something to do. Always trouble lingering somewhere. Thank you Sami for reading and the comment.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! You are welcome sir.

[Paul Bell]

You only get one chance as a soldier, you have to make the most of it.
The medals go into drawers, the women stay with you.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right Paul. A soldier must be brave in war and in Texas. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.