Dat Girl From New Orleans

i know a young girl
lives just up da ill

she a black an white child
she got uge black eyes
wit lots of white surrounden dem

an' she  got tick black air
an' er skin's a lonely gray
she got big plump lips 
no man ever touched
cause she still jus' a child

an' dat girl she wear
a sweater white
'er mom made er

da black 'n white girl
live just up the ill from me
even er ome is black 'n white
man dat girl 
she don't show color no ow
dat girl in black 'n white 

oh yeah! 
all black 'n white 
oh yeah! 

till she bring out er violin

er full colored playin' instrumen

dat ting got chromaticity

oh yeah! 
dat wat I said 
oh yeah!

chromaticity 
dat der's wat dat violin got
wen she play dat ting 
everytin goes bright

whoa dem strings dey speak
 whoa dem strings dey sing
den dat violin color er world
dat wat make 'er special
dat violin 

you got to see er
when she hug dat ting
when she make it sing

an' da world she is peace
wen da black 'n white girl 
play er colored violin

chromaticity 
dat wat dat girl got
wen she play so sweet
wit the violin to er ear

an' da traffic stops
an' da crowds don talk
wen da girl in black 'n white
wen dat girl she paint da town
make dat violin talk 

charmin' all da ears
ow she do dat 
make notes dance in the sky
ow she do dat 
soothes the savage beast

ow she soothe my ears
ow she make docile dis devil me

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!

i don wanna do bad 
wen dat violin sings

ow she do dat
dat girl wit dose 
magic strings

26~12~2014
Sponsor: Mystic Rose
Contest Name: Let The Music Play On

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Debbie Guzzi

January 18, 2015 at 12:12 PM

I just love dialect poems! what a fine job you did- a fav & a 7 Light & Love

Etienne Lariviere

January 9, 2015 at 1:45 PM

I quite enjoyed this, but for some reason could not see any picture

Richard Lamoureux

December 29, 2014 at 8:33 AM

One of the best poems I have read this year! I am truly impressed!

Sara Kendrick

December 28, 2014 at 8:52 AM

Interesting work..Using the slang wouldn't be easy..I bet this one was difficult to write..Reads like a winner to me..Sara

M. L. Kiser

December 27, 2014 at 2:39 PM

I can hear dat fiddle, a'play'in all tru dat piece. Unique, colorful and wonderfully painted.

Andrea Dietrich

December 26, 2014 at 9:33 PM

well, talk about your original poem. It does not get any more unique than this, Maurice! I enjoyed the fun dialect you used here and it was great how you ran with the "black and white" picture theme!! She is such a pretty girl in that picture. I just wish i too could have an original thought how to do this one!!

Tim Smith

December 26, 2014 at 9:45 AM

Very smooth...love the narrator ...gl my friend

Charmaine Chircop

December 26, 2014 at 7:38 AM

Ow yeah I can listen to that violin all day and catch a rainbow when she sings.Maurice you never cease to amaze me..Awesome.

Jan Allison

December 26, 2014 at 6:20 AM

love the language you have used to structured the flow of the poem - very cleverly penned Maurice and your own unique style:-) Good luck:-) Hugs jan xx