She's crazy...

Jazzy poetry today my friends.

She's crazy...

She dance alone on the Monterey pier and she doesn't give a damn who is looking.

She is the prettiest gal in Monterey and she don't like pretty words.

She told me often. Johnnie, we are running away from memories

and sometimes we are running to the old memories.

We are running to better days, trying to escape the naysayers.

We are trying to catch old memories and we are trying to remember beautiful faces and beautiful places.

We miss the kisses, we miss  the gentle embraces.

We whine a lot, we cry a lot.

And we get what we deserve.

When Winter is near. We know the loneliness. It is a sickness Johnnie.

I told her she is crazy. I told her she is crazy beautiful.

You are a Winter storm, who fear no-one, who fear nothing except love.

You need everything and you want more and more.

You and I.

Just foolish dancer on the dangerous sea of life.

She laughed at my words and she told me.

Dark Monterey poet. You are my only friend.

You like me, as is.

Please let's buy some Gentleman Jack and find the Gypsies.

Time to sing and yell to the Goddess of the sea.

We want no-more.

Maybe you can take me to Big Sur in the morning.

Me and you can watch the morning sun rise and know some peace.

I told her. Your wish is my command. I love my wild gal to know peace and calm.

I need Big Sur too.

Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Wild and free; she is not bound to love, but anchored to the sea.
The poet wants to share in her free spirit, lonesome dance and romance chance. They draw the poet/ soldier in and he gives them love tunics and gin.
He likes to heal them from old ailments and make them fresh and new.
Wow!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Sami for reading and the comment. We need fearless people near.

[Sami Khalil]

So true and well said. You are welcome fearless Coyote.

[Thomas W Case]

Beautiful work. You take the reader right there and help them see this special woman. Excellent

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Thomas for reading and th3e comment. I do appreciate.

[andrew mitchell]

Wild as the wind, no longer the breeze, cannot be tamed but what an experience. It’s a double edged sword though, ecstasy followed by agony when the wind(her) has passed. Domestication is not for her.

[Coyote Poetry]

He are right Andrew. Some woman love freedom more than love. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[andrew mitchell]

You are welcome. Hope you are well John.

[andrew mitchell]

Ps. I love Eva Green, so beautiful. The woman in the film clip.

[Coyote Poetry]

Me too Andrew. Eva Green is so amazing.

[Chris Shaw]

A free spirit. I love that she doesn’t care. She dances for herself, not to the tune of others. Wish there were more like her. Living in the moment.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

We do need more people who don't need to impress the world. Thank you dear Chris for reading and the comment.

[Soren]

Making others happy is the fuel for true hippieness in ourselves, living in the moment and being sensitive to others needs is so special. This poem offers a sliver of what would make a better world.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Soren. We need to be kind to each other. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[John Sullivan]

Reminds me of the romances of my youth, the joys and the foolishness... I always seemed to attract bold women, which suits me just fine... love, loss, friendship, memories... fine writing, friend

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes John. I like the bold women also. I liked people who were fearless. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[John Sullivan]

Ah, the fiery ladies...

[John the Baptist]

Coyote, you have run into some wild ladies in your time. This one seems to have been a brass plated, pedal to the metal individualist, with not a care for what society says. That's why she can dance alone on the pier and cast her fate to the winds. Such ladies should be treasured before they burn out.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree my friend. I tried to keep up with her. Can't keep us with the wild storms. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Stella Armour]

love the music, it puts me very much in mind of Ray Charles.

"You are a Winter storm, who fear no-one, who fear nothing except love.
You need everything and you want more and more."
Crazy kind of love ..... i love it John :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Stella. For some reason. The crazy folks had always found me.

[Stella Armour]

like is drawn to like .....lol
you crazy guy :)

[Stella Armour]

crazy guys are always such a lot of fun :)