deepundergroundpoetry.com

Summertime

I’ll play Porgy today    
and you be Bess      
my useless legs and big heart      
the rolling cart      
your cocaine dressed      
with hurricanes of catfish row      
and a selfish Crown      
what a mess      
but it aint necessarily so      
you know      
‘god made us both cripples’      
we both want to be Bess    
is it lonelier      
mending fisherman’s nets      
or ducking at low flying buzzards      
‘Boss dat bird mean trouble! ‘      
you’ve run away to New York      
with Sportin’ Life      
but tomorrow its my turn      
to be Bess
Written by Freek
Published | Edited 1st Jul 2020
Author's Note
Porgy is the best..Bess won’t admit it
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1 reading list entries 0
comments 3 reads 575
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
POETRY
Today 7:42pm by ajay
SPEAKEASY
Today 6:23pm by Liziantus-Marantus
COMPETITIONS
Today 5:25pm by ajay
SPEAKEASY
Today 5:14pm by Phantom2426
SPEAKEASY
Today 3:20pm by Mstrmnd1923