Angel Sally

I met an angel called Sally

she eased my pain

We swam in the sea

at midnight in moonlight

the circling gaze

of lighthouse Byron

caressed the body

of the gauzy siren

She, in fishnets

me thinking of kismet.

At Motel Nowhere

with no canvas at all

she pulled

'Flowers of the Bay'

off the wall

I painted her front

on the back

 

In the morning

the bird was flown

To the mystery sea

I hasten to swim

but for the sting of salt

upon my back did hurt

from the wounds unknown

like the maul

of a tiger

A lady said to me

as I left the water:

'ere love, best put on your shirt

and,

I'm going to

lock up my daughter

Reviews

[Brianna Brie]

I'm going to
lock up my daughter

Great piece. You have such a free flowing rhyme in this piece. That last line topped it all off. Super!

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Ah, another artist...I would that I could see that painting in larger format but alas I can not. The words of this piece are very intriquing and abstract which I am particularly fond of. Congratulations on a most intriquing piece. Thank you for sharing.
Light,
Siddartha

[Just Manoosh]

This piece is delicious honey and the taste even more sweet for I know the whole story behind it. Keep writing like this please. Mx

[Nick Erickson]

Ahhh yes... "I'm going tolock up my daughter"... the words every sailor dreads.
A very unique write about the painting and the use of the ocean in your tale.
I'm a sailor by trade and in heart, thuroughly enjoyed this piece.

[Tania Leigh]

"with no canvas at all she pulled
'Flowers of the Bay'off the wall
I painted her front on the back"

I really like this poem, and your style.....that last 6 lines are especially great!

Love your painting as well :-)