Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Amy Leigh

You can't take the buzz
outta the bee
And you can't take the want
outta Amy Leigh

Her mama fed her honey milk
whenever baby cried
Now she got a bad sweet tooth
no man can satisfy

All the boys keep tryin'
to make her keen on them
Amy Leigh kissed one or two
then tossed them right back in

Her daddy tried to beat the want
outta Amy Leigh
He just wore out his own damn hand
gave up and let her be

The preacher called her sinner
said she gonna burn in Hell
Amy Leigh just smiled real nice
and said, "Well then, I will."

Coz you can't take the buzz
outta the bee
And no one's gonna take the want
outta Amy Leigh.


Brian Miller said...

what a tale eh? everyone trying to make her into something else...had a preacher once tell me i was going there...we'll see...smiles...ugh on the dad...

Fireblossom said...

Many have tried, many have failed...

Rock on, girl!

Marcoantonio Arellano (Nene) said...

She is who she is because she was smart and strong enough to choose her own path.

Great storyline, mi amiga

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is excellent! So authentic as ballad and singular in your original characterization.

Unknown said...

What a great poem! Love the rhythm!

Mary said...

I love the style of this poem. And I think there is truth. Sometimes a 'being' just ain't gonna change....and that's the way it's gonna stay! Love the rhythm, and thanks for taking part in Poetry Jam.

Laurie Kolp said...

Ooh... I love this! Thanks for jamming with us.

alan1704 said...

Great rhythm and feeling and really bought a smile to me. Makes me want to read more

Peggy said...

This was a fun read and has a light feel though if I think about it the story is kind of a sad one.

Susan Lindquist said...

Love this 'story' ... it needs to be put to music ... I can see it in country or bluesy versions ... so cool! Great job!