I put on black eyeliner

And suddenly hear myself sing

“And I go back to black…”

Swear I see Amy Winehouse

Winking an iconic eye


Splashing through the mud

Salvaging my rained-on laundry

Flapping on the clothes line

I belt out in best mezzo soprano

“Who’ll stop the rain…”

CCR always helping me feel sane


Get my feelings hurt

On FB, of all things

Why are people mean

So out loud I sing

“That’s just the way it is

Some things will never change…”

Thanks, Bruce Hornsby, it is


You, so cruel

You don’t care

Angry eyes like lasers

Silence screaming in my ears

“Tell me, when will I be loved…”

Linda Ronstadt’s voice pours through my tears


Give me dozens of songs

And I can pervert the meanings

Make them the backdrop of

A daily life

But whether mundane or sad

About the good or the bad

Wouldn’t want to be without those lyrics


So I think of the happiness in life

While I cook, clean, garden or write

And there’s one song that makes me believe

That living is always gonna be right

I loudly sing over the caws of the crows

“You can stand me up at the gates of hell

But I won’t back down,  no I’ll stand my ground…”

Tom Petty, your anthem gets me through…


© 2021 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)