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Amy
You
cried for him on the kitchen floor,
he
was no good.
You
were our princess, our love,
above
rubies yet born
of
common metal,
the
jazz singer with modern soul.
You
wouldn’t go to rehab.
I
followed in your footsteps
to
where the grass is greener,
far
out and far beyond.
You
have made our journey richer—
loving
your music, every phrase
sharing
your heart and soul.
Love
you, Amy Winehouse,
shades
of Lady sings the blues,
far
apart and side by side.
Our
hearts are heavy.
Your
music remains.
Rest
in peace.
Written by Joe Kelly in response to a painting at the BEAT (Borough of Ealing Art Trail) exhibit at St John's Church, Ealing in September 2019.
The painting is entitled Amy, by the artist and © Kim McLaughlin. Another poem in response to this painting was also written by Godfrey Rust.
Poem © Patrick Joe Kelly, all rights reserved. Contact Joe at art21crpd@gmail.com.
