Country Girl

 

 

 

Country girl will you come about?
As your mood is sullen and shy
The sun has burnt your skin to bronze
As your hair falls softly
In swirls of gold about your tears

Your lips are broken and ugly
Looking as dry as withered fruit
Telling me they are not for kissing
As then the silence takes us
Along an isolating route

City lights will not entice you
My dusty car will not take you there
Market streets cannot invite you
They are dismissed without a care

Country girl now you are talking
But all your words are for your horse
Although I speak, you do not listen
The ears of corn seem to hear me more
As they giggle in the evening breeze

The hands of my watch are bending
As they strain to reach the coming night
Time is working fast against me
As my futile pleas fall like leaves
Unheard in the dying light

Busy streets are not appealing
They are full of polluted air
Strangers walk them in silence
With nothing they wish to share

Your silver pail is full to overflowing
As water slaps about your feet
Waves of coolness begin to filter
In the restless and uneasy wind
While the moon and twilight meet

Country girl will you change your mind?
You are looking away so thoughtfully
The darkness is now all around you
As the storm rears its head
With an eye like yours that cannot see

Perhaps your landscape is too uneven
For my well heeled shoes

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Brett Moore]

Country girl now you are talking
But all your words are for the horse
Although I speak, you do not listen
Ears of corn seem to hear me more
As they giggle in the evening breeze

I love this stanza! So expressive and vivid.

My wife is a city girl and I am a country boy. She won the location argument so we have this conversation in reverse. I miss the quiet and sense of community. Both of which were in abundance and easy to find. Thanks for the words and inspiration.

[JessyJacob]

A very funny and romantic write, about a country girl. Thanks for sharing.

[Isimbabi]

I like this. It seems to me like a discovery journey. Going from asking the country girl to come around to understanding that perhaps even if she did, you won't understand it.

[letroit]

beautiful just beautiful. Really enjoyed reading it

[R.J Calzonetti (Siniste..]

Probably the best poem I've read here in quite some time. I could go on and on about this poem, but I'd rather keep things short so I can go onto the next one. Know that this poem is inspiring, and I'm happy I got the chance to read this. I'll definitely be around for poems in the future.

Particular lines that stand out:

Country girl now you are talking
But all your words are for the horse
Although I speak, you do not listen
Ears of corn seem to hear me more
As they giggle in the evening breeze

The hands of my watch are bending
As they strain to reach the coming night
Time is working fast against me
As my futile pleas fall like leaves
Unheard in the dying light

As the storm rears its head
With an eye like yours that cannot see

Perhaps your landscape is too uneven
For my well heeled shoes

[barleygirl]

As a dyed-in-the-wool country girl myself, it's pleasing to see this type of person described in ways that are not stereotypical, but unique & intriguing & imaginative. I get the feeling this could be a country song, but your lines do not seem to have the same straightforward appeal as I usually think of, when it comes to lyrics. Your ideas of a country girl are more nuanced & therefore do not paint a catchy profile of a girl, like country songs usually do. Not a complaint, just an observation. I prefer a nuanced portrait to the usual cliches about any kind of human (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[emmajoy]

'City lights will not entice you ~ My dusty car will not take you there ~ Market streets cannot invite you ~ They are dismissed without a care .. '

A duet part answered, a scene part played.. and still the country girl.. pauses.

As a country girl, i so appreciate the longing in this, obserVations in varying colours.. smiles and tears alongside. The meter varies now and again - perhaps the holding of too long a breath?! .

[Leigh]

A City Boy's pleas to a Country Girl

[Adam Whitworth]

damn! thats so good, ive had the few brandys but, hey, soo good!!!!!