Friday, June 21, 2019

Wendy Phelan, Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia


BACK TO BLACK
Dedicated to Amy Winehouse

A shaken voice held my heart to ransom
I heard the news via Molly Meldrum
Miss blues singer, extraordinaire
Died, heartbroken, in despair

The whole world wept that dark July
No-one paused to wonder why
Angels hovered in cobalt skies
Ravens gathered to caw “goodbye”

She clutched her mike in trembling hands
Struggling on the stage, to stand
To rehab, she said, No, No, No
How I wish she chose to go

Back to black, her music sank
Her haunting voice left faces blank
She danced with death a hundred times
Put her faith in nursery rhymes

What led her poor heart to decide
To leave this world a lonely bride?
Mama said, you’ll come home soon
Daddy promised her the moon

Your party was over, yet no-one knew
What fate had kept in store for you
Twas a sad, dark day in twenty eleven
Miss Winehouse took the stage in heaven

© 2019 Wendy Phelan




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