Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Need

by Fireblossom and Coal Black

I have a need,
And you can't trifle with genuine desire.

Mama say,
Watch y'self...
Keep sweets til moonrise,
And give all snakes the back side of the shovel.

Be judicious.
Say things plain.
Be the same girl, come shine, come rain.

I have a need,
And a mug I love awful;
Can't break it,
Can't let it run dry.

Dontcha see,
My girl is the warm-side round
And the sweet inside it...

She don't even hafta try;
She come by moonlight, bring a fine desire.
_____

art by Karen Davis 

19 comments:

HermanTurnip said...

Nicely done, channeling another character like that. Someone with a nice southern drawl and a keen eye for honesty. At least, that's the way I read it :-)

Hannah Stephenson said...

That art is just lovely. And the words, of course.

Cloudia said...

Your opening two lines
could be the motto
for all HIV educators.



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Sioux said...

Good god. TWO poems in one day. I am definitely pizzed. ;)

"And a mug I love awful." A perfect line.

Fred Rutherford said...

The voice's here are great, love the inflections of speech. can't Trifle with genuine desire, Be judicious/say things plain. And a mug I love awful- very neat lines. Thanks

nene said...

Honesty and simplicity, i hold at the highest esteem those that can find these virtues. It is Life amidst the founding chaos.

Wonderful piece, ya'll.

Daryl Edelstein said...

love this voice ... love that you always find the 'right' image

TALON said...

I love the voice here, Shay. As always, your imagery shines.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

The voice here is just perfect!

Yousei Hime said...

I love it all--the voice, images...but those last two lines. I covet those.

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Wonderful poemonlogue - liked the directness disguised by the dialect. Superfine imagery too. Great writing, pal-o-mine.

Lynn said...

Love that dialect FB.

hedgewitch said...

All that warm humid atmosphere condenses around the cup full of sweet--and the poem itself seems to have two flavors, dialect and deeper.A fine one, Shay, as all your love poems are.

Shawna said...

This is a fine collaboration between you and yourself.

"Be judicious.
Say things plain.
Be the same girl, come shine, come rain."

"I have a need,
And a mug I love awful"

"My girl is the warm-side round
And the sweet inside it"

Lovely, Shay.

Kerry O'Connor said...

You know how to write need and desire on the page so that others will instantly recognize the longing and empathize with every word.

Mama Zen said...

I swear, you can feel the warm coming off of this. Nothing so simple as "hot," but a deep, rich warm.

Helen said...

May I just ditto Mama?

Lolamouse said...

Gotta agree with mama except for the snakes--I like my black snakes. They eat the mice!

haikulovesongs said...

i adore your love poems!!! ♥