Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Aid for a Queen? ~~ a Poem for Tuesday Platform

Conjuring Up;
..was it my imagination

Today I'm conjuring up a story
I'll tell it as being true, I believe
It'll be a tale outlandish to some
But those who know me well will wonder not

You see I came upon this lady, fine
She was fine in every way, in distress
Sitting there on the curb for all to see
Weeping till dry, gin diluted with tears

Her beau had stood her up, with another
Around the corner at the Snowman's Hall
She had her gun, a short Beretta nine
No avail, pull the trigger she could not

She bawled there at my feet, she needed me
Agrieved ladies are no sport, could I cheer
Take this gun, she begged, shoot him very dead
Slow death, his legs, then his heart, hers as well

Make him crawl and cower, say you're from me
Me, the Queen of Soul and Rock, here like this
So I went around that corner to see
He was there, she was too, now crawl you two

Going to do stuff new to me with this gun
Blow by blow, shots there were, O so many
Lift a foot or it's gone, knees are has-beens
Hands behind your back, shots for you and you

Made him grovel, her as well, while they could
Take a woman's man, nothing sporty that
Code of the West tells, "dearly he should pay"
No one called the law, code says "pay with life."

'Them laying there on the floor, I went back
Back to collect my praise for job well done
Corner rounded, was this the way I came?
No one there, Queen was gone, was she ever?

Ever or never, that is my question?
Was I awake or dreaming?  Sleeping now?
Did my imagination get the best?
In my cell.  I may never know.  They're dead.

That day I came upon this lady, fine
She was fine in every way, in distress

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Photos and Poem Copyright 2016, @ Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I'm linked with  in the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Tuesday Platform
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/08/the-tuesday-platform_16.html
 

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10 Comments:

At Wednesday, August 17, 2016 12:57:00 AM, Blogger Vandana Sharma said...

Chilling to me!!!

 
At Wednesday, August 17, 2016 2:12:00 AM, Blogger brudberg said...

Oh what a story... to do a lady's bidding like that sounds too dangerous to me... sounds like the movie "Body Heat" in a shadier environment....

 
At Wednesday, August 17, 2016 3:15:00 AM, Blogger kaykuala said...

In my cell. I may never know. They're dead.
That day I came upon this lady,fine
She was fine in every way, in distress

It can be quite tricky to take the rap for a lady who had a little tiff with her beau. Certainly not worth the bother to be behind bars!

Hank

 
At Wednesday, August 17, 2016 7:05:00 AM, Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Goodness, gracious! What a story! There's a moral in it, methinks.

 
At Wednesday, August 17, 2016 7:19:00 AM, Blogger Outlawyer said...

Wow-- a chilling sort of ballad--the question of whether dream or real present for reader too. Great line breaks especially, Jim, they add to the drama! Thanks. k.

 
At Wednesday, August 17, 2016 11:54:00 AM, Blogger Kerry O'Connor said...

Sounds like the Wild West around these parts, Jim!

 
At Wednesday, August 17, 2016 1:18:00 PM, Blogger Bekkie Sanchez said...

Better not to get involved in proceedings such as this Jim. Lol!

 
At Wednesday, August 17, 2016 1:52:00 PM, Blogger Susie Clevenger said...

Oh my, should have walked right by that lady. Chilling piece

 
At Friday, August 19, 2016 10:34:00 AM, Blogger Marian said...

Classic, Jim. Love it.

 
At Saturday, August 20, 2016 3:56:00 PM, Blogger gillena cox said...

Chilling, the curtain between reality and dream is oh so sheer.

Thanks for dropping in to read mine Jim

Much love...

 

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