Blond and Blue-eyed

 

Mike Daily

 

Way up in the mountains from some time ago

Lived a pretty young lady that I used to know

Blond and blue-eyed, the kind I can’t resist

And it ended again from just one little kiss

A kiss of goodbye when she said we were through

A bitter sweet kiss, what’s a fellow to do

No one heard the clap when I shot off my gun

That started that avalanche on its fast run

That avalanche caught her in its swift flow

Now she’s cold as a stone under twelve feet of snow

I stood and I watched with a sly little smile

They won’t find that body again for a while

Nobody knows that I was ever out here

And I swear that I didn’t shed even one tear

Blond and blue-eyed, the kind I can’t resist

Just another young girl that will simply be missed

 

       Mike Dailey started writing poetry at 15 and is still writing in his late 70’s.  He has three published collections of poetry and another 13 collections waiting to be published.  His poetry has appeared in dozen of magazines and poetry websites as well as a handful of anthologies. Two of his poems have become songs with several others being considered by local artists.  He even wrote a series of short poems for a psychology’s coloring book for kids.  His poetry can be serious, topical, or very moving but he is known more for his rhythm and rhyme story-telling poetry with a twist of humor.  He is a poet in southeast North Carolina living near Sunset Beach with his wife of 53 years.  https://www.facebook.com/mike.dailey.948