So damn tired..

Good song made me write this poem.

So damn tired...

Today is St. Patrick day and I will drink alone.

I will find a glass of green beer, wear my green shirt with some words on it.

"Kiss me, I am Irish."

I tried to gather my old drinking friends. They are not all dead.

Just tied to the wife aprons. Scare to ask the wives.

I am singing the morning. "The sky is dying and the days are cold.

I need a tropical place and a dark skin gal."

Once upon a time, I was the laughing man,

now I like the jazz and no voices.

Now I seek silence and old memories.

I tell the morning. "The sky is crying and I don't cry no-more.

The tears been gone for a long, long time."

The old memories, the old thoughts become heavy, too heavy.

Now old Johnnie is seeking a Irish gal with ginger hair to tell him,

the whiskey is good, your smile is nice. Can I give you a little kiss?

I go to the St. Patrick party in Austin, Texas. A filled tavern with loud and happy folks.

I like this place. Irish song, green beer, Irish whiskey and pretty gals.

I sat alone and I know. On St. Patrick day in Austin, Texas. 

You are not allow to be alone. Two college girl with empty hands asked me.

Soldier, soldier. Drinking alone on St Patrick day. A Irish sin.

I asked them. Can I buy you a Irish whiskey and a green beer?

They smiled and they both agreed. They introduced themselves.

Sara and Susie. Seniors at the University of Texas. Future doctors.

I told them my name Johnnie. Soldier from Michigan, trying to have some fun.

They laughed at me. Sara told me. We like you Northern men. You can dance,

not afraid of laughter and like to drink a lot. I told them, this was me.

It seem all my rowdy friends have got marry and the wives believe me

to be dangerous and foolish man.

Susie smiled and she told me. I like dangerous and foolish men. 

Today in Austin. Whole city dressed in Green. On St. Patrick day.

We all become Irish. This is the day for the dangerous and the foolish.

We drank till the night appeared and I went to the liquor store.

I buy some beers and a bottle of Irish Whiskey.

Sara and Susie decided to hang with me and we wander to the Austin River.

We sing and dance to the stars and the Texas moon.

Surrounded by many people enjoying the night and St. Patrick day.

Susie told me. I like your face. A face of struggle, wonder and vision.

I know you have stories to be told. I told Susie and Sara.

I have learn. Never give up and pray to the goddess of the River.

For more good day than bad. And I am thankful for the good company dear ladies.

They smiled at me and they kissed my face.

Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

You allow us to be the voyeur on your romantic adventures. Your face must be so expressive to have her say the things she did. Wow, two ladies on St. Patrick's day....lucky fellow! Beers and Irish Whiskey make everything a little bit better, don't they? No, you should not be alone on St. Patrick's day or any other day either. Always a pleasure to read you, John. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Lydia and thank you for reading and the comment.

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

Dear, Cayote Poetry, love the Jazz, the smooth talk.
Happy Easter, and Fools Day. :)
I enjoy the read. The melancholy, the nostalgia, again, the smooth talk,
----1809 Black Plague December,

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my kind friend. I appreciate the comment.

[1809 Black Plague December]

You are most welcome,

[The Unknown Sith]

This is a good read. I like this.

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[Chris Shaw]

I have spent quite a bit of time in Ireland Coyote. The people are wonderfully warm. They know how to party. I love to read of your memories. You have led such an amazing life, so many varied experiences. Happy Easter to you and your grandchildren.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Chris. I hope you are doing well and Spring had sprung. Here in Michigan. Still waiting. Thank you for reading.

[Chris Shaw]

All good my friend. Not much sign of spring. Cool and very wet. Having to be patient. Take care of yourself.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Amazing write dear John. I love hearing snippets of your life
Happy Easter

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Julie. We become many people in a lifetime.

[Sami Khalil]

Very nice and so lovely to retell your experience in Tx. with those 2 gals. I think you had the luck of the Irish. You have been blessed with so many things.

[Coyote Poetry]

St. Patrick day is my favorite day still. A day where everyone is happy and everyone is Irish. Thank you Sami for reading and the comment.

[Sami Khalil]

Ok. You are welcome sir.

[poetgurl]

I can feel this one, I too are damn tired.
Enjoyed reading this, this is quite a write.

[Coyote Poetry]

I was station at Fort Hood for six years and single. I loved the city of Austin my dear friend. We need adventure and happy people near. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[red93]

My First Love was an Irish girl Coyote. A dear soul, very intelligent, and a great Lover. She taught me so much more than anything else I learned at University. I admire this Piece, it has great Spirit ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend. Irish gals didn't trust me. They told me. I had evil and dangerous eyes. I almost marry a beautiful Scottish gal. Good to remember the good days.

[red93]

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[Poetic Beauty]

We always take me on adventures with the words you write and walk within your memories and moments in life

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. We need many adventures. Keep us young.

[Poetic Beauty]

That it does my dear friend that it does

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous work. You make the scene come alive.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Thomas for reading and the comment. We need more good days. Less bad days.