Waiting for a miracle…
Waiting for a miracle. Some mini-poetry.
1- Cheryl..
Few speak your name now.
When the whiskey is good and I seek pretty faces in my lonely nights.
I remember you.
You were a wild eyes woman who wanted to taste love.
Tonight I whisper. Cheryl, dear Cheryl.
I remember you.
I pray you found a place, where someone had loved you.
Made you smile.
2- Leona..
Did I thank you?
Did I tell you, you were my kindest friend.
Now I am a old man and I have learn.
We have few friends and my beautiful Leona.
Thank you for the dance, thank you for the love.
I got lost in new dreams and you stayed where you belongs.
I never forgot you and I know.
You can’t go back to the places you ran from.
Today I remember you dear Leona.
Thank you for the kindness of friendship.
3- Peggy..
Beautiful Peggy, you stirred my heart, many times.
You were a wild child and I tried to keep-up with you.
I could not.
You were searching for a miracle. I wondered often, did you find the miracle?
I remember us making love near the sea and you telling me.
Leave the windows wide open and show our bare asses to the moon and the stars.
I knew you for 15 years,
I saw eighteen year old girl turn into sober and sad women.
I tried to save you and you asked me the last time I saw you in 1992.
Am I your last love, am I your last kiss?
I told you that day. It is your decision my pretty Peggy.
I want to be.
Peggy needed the gin and the whiskey. She told me on the telephone in 1993.
Love isn’t enough for me Johnnie.
Coyote