–Roses are red and violets are blue


Roses are red and violets are blue.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry

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Listening to old and very good music tonight.

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                       Roses are red and violets are blue.

Roses are red.
Violets are blue and
you have left me alone in the darkness of the tavern.

Pretty flowers have turned black.
The whiskey is tasting better.
Your beautiful face is becoming lost in the bliss of Jack Daniels
and my good friend Jim Beam.

I told the bartender.
I was a lover once.
I was a dreamer once.
Now I’m a drinker.
Trying to find peace in the blindness of alcohol and forgotten dreams.

Rose are red.
Violet are blue.
We bleed red blood when the knife is put in deep
and with a purpose.

Beautiful blue eyes woman walked out of my door.
Told me . “You was dead.
You swim in shit and believe it will be roses in the morning.
Can’t love part way. You must go all the way or walk away.”

I’m falling apart.
No-one to pick me up when you can’t find the way back.

Whiskey songs are written by fools who wasted love.
Held hate and misery near.

Today I got my cigarettes, dirty ashtrays and strong whiskey.
Ghost of old lovers haunt my dreams and
I’m waiting for no-one.

Roses are red. Violet are blue.
Old tavern is loaded with fools who wasted the good thing.

Coyote

Category : John Castellenas, poet, poetry
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