A lady vow...

August new poetry number twenty-three.

A lady vow..

1- A lady vow, maybe true, maybe a lie?

Her pretty words are just promises to be broken.

Her gift of a smile, her gift of a sweet kiss.

Maybe they are just gifts for a lucky man.

2- The drunk poet told his lover.

You and I, we know tomfoolery,

do we know what love is?

With a slight smile, Lady green eyes told him.

Love is just another four letter word,

we use to gather kisses and more embraces into the deepness of the  night.

Love is a tall-tale told by poets who do not believe in love.

He laughed at her words and he kissed her.

He told her,

the poet's wisp are things,

he cannot know or keep.

3- In her cotton white dress,

she was most happy.

When her feet were free of shoes and

she could  touched the sea water with her feet.

She would smile and she would laugh with joy.

He told her.

You are my beautiful sea muse.

He asked her.

Do you love the sea more than me?

She wrapped her arms around him and she told him.

The sea befriended me, as a child.

I have danced with her for twenty years in the Spring and in the Summer.

The sea had been a kind lover to me and

love wasn't never as sweet.

Coyote

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

I like how you crafted this poem, in 3 petite stories…. In the first, it seems a kiss is a treasure but it is real or just a fancy? In the 2nd, is a poet just a fool? She says “love is just a four letter word”; not as you think;
In the 3rd…a beautiful sea muse tells her story of love….
Nice work John
Best
B.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Betty for reading and the comment. I appreciate the comment.

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome!!!
Best, B

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I really like story poems like this...the two subjects converse...
they seem so real, so authentic...
and yes, we have our wisps...
and we cannot keep them to ourselves.
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes, we do Jacob and thank you for reading and the comment.

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Hmmmm the sweetness of the salty sea 🌹love is as kind as we allow it to be I guess ...like the ebb and flow of the waves rushing to shore 🌹

[Coyote Poetry]

The sea is always a kind lover. She is always waiting for you. Thank you dear Kelly for reading and the comment.

[‘Thoughts In Time’🌹]

Pleasure always🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹