Unsung Poetry

If you find yourself writing about a Beat Generation girl who wants to become a poet, you may get her poems popping into your head (now and again.)

And, now and again, you might need to write them down, even if they don't make it into a book like the Beat Street series.

Today, that's what I'm doing, and sharing with you.

Ruby's latest poem (song)? is still a work in progress, but here's what she's whispering in my ear:

New songs leap in before you wake, saying take me

To a store

To a party

To a place you want to go

Even if you're gone already

New songs burrow in like cats on your pillow

Teasing until you give in and try to sing them

All they want is to go home

To your room

To your party

To wherever you don't want to go even if you've been there 

To find out if they're your songs

Feed them all your dry grass and rain on them when you're crying

Also teach them to someone else and it can't be someone

Who loves you or even likes you all that much

If that who-ever likes your song and tries to sing it then you know 

It's yours, saying take me not 

To a store

To a party 

To a story

Just take me

Take me home

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This won't be in book three, but I thought it could still be something Ruby wrote. Sometimes her poems leap in and burrow, too.

Imaginary Ruby photo:  Christina Welsh