The blue dress

Harry Chapin song took me to good places and memories.

                          The blue dress



        I found you sitting alone at your family party. Your once fiery hazel eyes grey with sadness. I asked you. How are your dear Linda? You are still so beautiful. I have never forgotten you. You were one wish I couldn't have.

Dear Linda smiled and she whispered. "I'm sorry Johnnie. You found me at the wrong time. I was swimming in the harvest of lost. You tried to find love in the narrow road of fear and sadness. I did recover and I tried to find you. I learn you joined wars and escape the country. I wished I did. I still think of you. You took me on 500 miles road trips to Lake Superior. I loved the memory of us dancing and free-climbing the water falls in Iron Mountain. You tried to make me laugh. You were a lover and I was cold and masquerading a life."

I embraced her and I told her. "Love is a bloody thief. Love need two people on the same road and wanting the same things. I knew you were fragile and weak. I knew I saw only glimpse of emotion and need. I know the flaws of broken heart and closed doors. I stilled loved you. I still remember touching your sun-kissed skin and perfect curves leading to sad smile. We shredded our clothing and neither of us showed real skin and blood."

Dear Linda smiled and she told me. " I never forgot your kindness. I wanted you to return. You gave me a letter with needed money for me to find release, then you never returned. I waited for months. I heard you joined the service and went to Iraq. I prayed for you to be safe and sound. I did find someone. He reminded me of you. I hope you found some joy and happiness?

I kissed her lips and I whispered. "lady blue, life isn't fair, but life is fair. You get what you deserve. Men who drift through life holding on to very little. Sing lullaby of things gone bye and are left with dreams, muses missed and with the understanding. We decide our ending dear Linda. I still remember you dancing in the blue dress at the Iron Mountain dance hall. I remember how you made my Sundays worthwhile. I did leave you. I knew. You needed more than a wandering soul.""

Small tears fell from her eyes and she stood-up and kissed my forehead. She whispered. "You are a good liar dear Johnnie. I was lady blue and you gave me hope and laughter. I'm sorry when you left me. I knew the gift of freedom was for me and you. I believed you knew. Can't raise the dead, but you did. I learn I loved you and the kindness you shared, allowed you to walk away."

I hugged her and she walked away. I knew. Past is gone, life is now. I did a silence prayer. Linda did okay.

                             Coyote/John Castellenas

Author's Note

A new poem.I hope you like.

Reviews

[Vladislav Raven]

Hi John, another excellent write from your pen my friend. There is such emotion flowing from your pen in this write. You know how to hold your audience as you tell your story and you know how to bring out the emotions of your readers. An excellent write John. Your Friend....Vadislav.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Vladislav. I appreciate the comment. I enjoyed your work also and I hope to read more.

[jeannemarie coulter]

much enjoyed your words...a snapshot of your life shared...thank you

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Jeanne Marie. I appreciate the comment.

[Willard Wells]

Powerful with lots of emotions within the work. Lost love and how we lost it and how we long for it after it is lost and gone. My reviews are more of the feeling of the piece than to tear down with critical critic. So for me it is a beautiful piece and thank you for sharing. Also I am a big Chapin fan and it does kind of carry the same theme

[Coyote Poetry]

Chapin was amazing. He is one of my muses for writing. His song poetry and good story. Thank you Willard for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.