Drunken tirades
leave a putrid odor
throughout the South
as magnolia trees
burn with flesh.
Licorice bodies
whip in the wind
on poplar branches
as contorted faces
peer strangely fixed.
Cries of fear
and outrage unanswered
as 'good people' look away
admonishing children
to do the same.
Flames lick
and winds blow
as memories of strange fruit
emblazon on guilty minds.
Author notes
Strange Fruit
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4ZyuULy9zs
This is a haunting song that was written by Billie but was recorded by "Lady Day" who was her title under another lable due to the controversial subject.
A contest entry
- Billie Holiday Inspiration by Kari.
600 points, ended June 10, 2008, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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OMG so poetic. and the delightful use of language is making me drunk with joy...though this is a somber poem. But still of greatness and inspiration that teaches us of a past we should never have had. BRAVO!
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This was a hard one to write, but I think I could have chosen a better song to write about. Hmm, afterthoughts are usually such eye openers. lol
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wow... awesome poem!! !you did a great job on this!!! So vivid and very well written gramma!!! good luck in the contest!!!
Hugs,
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Excellent.
A very strong, thought provoking piece. Billy would have been happy with this poem. -
This was very deep and powerful. Thanks for your entry
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Ya!!! great write.
Best of luck to you in the contest.
Delila
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Bravo On This Write My Friend!
You are always so gifted. Pen on poetess!
-Timothy
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I know not the historical event but I'm almost certain the scenario played out perhaps more times than the song. Good luck in the contest.
Sincerely,
Leo Long
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Very powerful write tackling a subject many won't admit and more want to forget... Simply fantastic...
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