This is a poem from my new book, “Wildflower” Hope you enjoy it Melody Rock & roll lady, rock & roll classy rock & roll ride Shes a little too pretty a little too sassy a little too easy with her time Got a blond haired boy in her pocket two boys in her purse and another on the telephone line Shes always been part of the music her soul, pieces of a dozen songs looking down the years swaying to the rhythm of the lines shes said I love you to thirty steely eyes embraced passion and saw it in the melody every time She tells little white lies just to keep the world alive and she hides like a child sometimes but the song forever rolls with a beat strong, insistent & true where guitars rebel like a sharp edged tool while bass notes weave smoky blue doubts and the music makes strong men fools Each night I move over her body and do what I want with my time I can touch the music, caress a lullaby but lyrics are fleeting shadows the song, a secret question hidden in the sparkle of turquoise eyes Dewey Dirks --- “Wildflower”
Posted on: Sun, 16 Mar 2014 22:13:11 +0000
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