Sonnet for LadybyAngeline©
Can you imagine what went through her head?
She was more sad and somehow more alive.
She sorrowed much--more than she ever said--
though she was never someone to contrive,
but stood inside the maelstrom of her day,
and threaded careless fears within each song,
and righted wrongs in blue-inflected play,
walking behind the beats that rolled along
through years designed to take a lady down.
Yes, blackout-curtain years that hid what's true
behind the backdoor entrance in a gown
and a gardenia and the alley view.
The spark within her eyes that never died,
the sheen of unshod tears she never cried.
- Add a