Kind people, good song and laughter..

April is poetry month. This is new poem number twenty-nine.

Kind people, good song and laughter..

I found Joe Ann at a strip club. Only place near Fort Hood that played my Detroit sports.

She would sit with me and hold my hands. She told me often.

” Johnnie, Johnnie. You write poetry and you love the sports. Do you really see me?

When I dance on the stage. You give me money and you bow to me.

Do you love me or do you fear me?”

I told her. We do what we must do. I am a soldier and I work for the government pennies.

I do what I am told. Nothing as nasty as a cheap w***e. Soldiers are cheap w****s for the

the rich men. I adore you and I understand what you do. We try not to be but we become

slaves for the fat men. She smiled and she kissed him.

On a Saturday night after the Lion’s game. I saw her by her car. The battery dead as a door knob.

Joe Ann looked at me confused. I told her. Tell Stanley in the office. Joe Ann, you will

leave your car till tomorrow. I will take you to buy a new battery in the morning.

I drove her home and she held silence. The harmony of the music was good and

she asked me. Did you leave a old lover back in Michigan? I told her.

No-one loved Johnnie In Michigan except Grandma. This is enough.

She laughed and she took my hand. I don’t work tomorrow and maybe we can

do a adventure. I love to see the sea. Been so long since I put my feet in the sea.

I told her. I will take the couch and in the morning. Buy a battery for you car and I will take

you anywhere. She was wearing jeans and a tight t-sheet.

She was a Texas born beauty.

Her house, forty miles in the Texas Desert. Was so beautiful.

She had a covered garden and 10 acres of land away from the cities.

You could count the stars in the black sky.

She took me into a house filled with paintings, books and old furniture.

She told me. My grandma lived here and I was the only one willing to live here.

I told her. It is wonderful and so beautiful. She made coffee and she wrapped her

long legs over me. I told her. I adore you dear Joe Ann. But I am a soldier, I can

be deployed at anytime. Do you want to waste time with a soldier.

A soldier love. Can be loaned or borrowed. I like you, you are my friend.

I don’t want to lose your friendship. She smiled and she told me.

” Love be damned,

love me sweet.

Kindness be rare.

Just kiss, just hold me.

I am so cold and I need to be warm.

Please stay with me for awhile.

I am mighty lonely and I need a friend.”

I reached and I kissed her. I stayed the night, I stay with her till I was deployed.

She was my Texas gift, she was my Texas miracle.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.