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Virginia Jean
Oh, what's wrong, Virginia Jean?
Someone see your soul's unclean?
Someone see the blood you hide
And wash away within the tide?
Someone see the body there
With lurid lips and icy stare?
But oh, so sloppy, Virginia Jean,
You'd forgotten someone had seen...
That face you saw in the lightning light;
Terrified and full of fright...
Screams and shrieks had pierced the night,
And then that "witness girl" took flight.
She got away and told someone,
She told them all what you had done.
And while in bed she slept at late,
You snuck right in, to seal her fate...
You raised your knife into the air,
But 'lo... Someone ELSE was there.
Near window sill stood Sherrif John,
Armed with rifle and baton.
On flicked the lights as more men came,
Charging in, all dressed the same.
"We know 'bout you, Virginia Jean,
We know what a NAUGHTY girl you've been!"
They fired once, they fired twice,
And to be sure they fired thrice.
Down she fell to the cold, hard, floor,
And Virginia Jean lived no more.
Totally awesome poetry
I enjoyed this very much
Megan dear, this poem was fantastic. I think it takes talent to write a poem like this. It tells a story, it evokes emotion, and it is beautiful to boot. A couple of words, maybe, could be changed to fit the cadence better. Were it me, I might change "You've forgotten that someone had seen" and just take out the "that." And actually, that's the only thing I can think of. Overall, I think it was beautiful. You are very talented, and I hope you keep writing.