Melissa is hosting dVerse Poetics in the Pub. She asked us to read the lyrics and listen to the song "Folsom Prison Blues" by Johnny cash ~ and write a poem about whatever it evokes for us.
The poem I share today was written and the video recorded long ago ~ never published. I felt the poem fit Melissa's 'prison' challenge and perhaps it was actually time to post!!
Migrant Mother, Dorothea Lange
My man he gone and left me, done me wrong
my man he gone and left me, done me wrong
left me with three young'uns
to raise up good and strong
My mama taught me good, she did
my mama taught me good
taught me everything she could
before she hit that road called "skid"
My mama taught me good, she did
she taught me real good
i'm just a-wishin' and a-longin'
for them good ole days
I don't need no man to make me whole
I don't need no man to make me whole
Cause there ain't no man alive
can steal my soul