National Poetry Month: Week 3 - White Dahlia

National Poetry Month: Week 3 - White Dahlia

As some of you may know, Sunday was a special lady’s birthday. In her honor, and in conjunction with National Poetry Month, I wrote the following poem for her. It’s more personal than I typically get here, but she deserves it.

White Dahlia

 

Rumor surrounds the Dahlia in black 

That her beauty is why she was killed 

My love, dressed fare, intrigue she doesn’t lack 

To be with her is to be happy, to be with her keeps me thrilled 


She may not have gone to California, but she’s my Angel 

Never been to La-la-land, but she’s still my heart’s jangle. 

With these lines I proclaim my love, on this day I rejoice 

I often express myself with my words, but rarely my voice

 

My White Dahlia brings out what I keep hidden 

We started with kisses in the shadows, now shout from roof tops 

A love this strong, this happy is dangerous and forbidden. 

Because together we can do it all, nothing can make us stop 


Everyone wants this, but she’s my Dahlia in white 

Without her I’m nothing, take the rest, take my sight 

Take everything because I’m empty without my White Dahlia 

But together I’m ready for everything, ready for the next great saga. 

Hot Takes Now 4/23/2019

Hot Takes Now 4/23/2019

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