Snazy Filazy #6: Singing hearts

"What nonsenes!" she thought. "No need to get down,
There are plenty of people I can help all around!"
So she stood up and smiled, still humming the chords,
Of that sweet cowboy's guitar, not knowing the words.
But that didn't matter, for the tune was sincere,
Why wasn't he famous? How did he land here?
In a town so congested with all the wrong things,
Dragging feet, sullen faces, no, nothing that sings.
She had to do something to get his songs heard,
She'd tell all the people and they'd spread the word!
A woman then bumped her and muttered "Oh dear,"
Appolgizing quickly, for her eyes were not clear.
Perfect chance! She could tell her of the man she adored,
With some music like his, this town wouldn't be bored!
Snazy went on to mention he looked good as can be,
But how she ran like a scardy cat up in a tree,
When he looked over at her with those gorgeous eyes,
Her cheeks blushed so red, and she couldn't disguise,
The feeling she got when his fingers ran swift,
Over each guitar note, oh he had such a gift.
"This cowboy should play for an entire crowd,
Just the thought of him makes my heart beat outloud!"
But the woman stopped Snazy, and patted her hand,
Speaking slowly, reciting words that seemed planned,
Like she was simply rejecting a desperate love-plea,
As she said "There are many other fish in the sea.
If yours is taken, which I know that 'he' is,
Then you should look for another one, I'm sorry Ms."
The woman walked on as she waved a good-bye,
How odd she had been, Snazy couldn't tell why.
All she wanted was for melody to save the town from,
The silence they lived in, their ears that were numb.
Not even the ice cream truck sang anymore,
It annoyed all the people when it drove by at four.
So Snazy was determined to turn that around,
And fill this old town up with a beatiful sound!

Snazy Filazy #5: Hopeless Help

The tune of his song still sang in her head,
As Snazy sat down on a bench painted red.
But noises soon crowded her thoughts of the guy,
As a siren broke loose beneath the sleet-laden sky.
She looked out across the blank building blocks,
The streets half way-paved, filled with unsteady rocks.
She studied the cracked chunks of asphalt that broke,
Beneath a large black van, until someone spoke.
He muttered some words that she never used,
With tears wiped away, he seemed lost and confused.
Like he saw something horrid from within her eyes,
He took a step back as pain bled from his sighs.
She reached out a hand, to guid him away,
From the misery scarring his heart everyday.
But he sharply turned back out towards the town,
Passing the black van that still drove around.
She wondered what he had seen with that stare,
Why couldn't she help him, life never seemed fair.

Snazy Filazy #4: What right things lead to

A small sound was buzzing so light, yet so clear,
Becoming a tune as Snazy approached near,
The old busted bar with the dim, blinking sign,
Some song there was playing, one hard to define.
A voice with a pitch so pure, loud, and new,
Like a crack in the silence, a sudden breakthrough.
She glanced at the window and right there she saw,
The sweet southern cowboy, eyes closed, singing tall.
But before she could move, the man looked up to see,
Two bright gleaming eyes staring back from Snazy.
The butterflies jumped in her stomach that turned,
Right upside down for the man whom she yearned.
Her feet moved so fast without thought, she then ran,
Away from the bar, far away from the man.
"How embarrassing!" Snazy shouted out to the sky,
But her smile grew bigger without quite knowing why.
A glimpse of the sun, peaking out from behind,
The usual grey clouds that she grew to not mind,
Made her realize how fast her heart skipped a beat,
For that country boy singer she was dying to meet!
She sat in the diner, her thoughts scattered far,
After ordering her blueberry pancake she saw,
A man crouched and lonely on the bench right outside,
She noticed his weakness, his hunger that cried,
From beneath the dark shadows that set on his face,
Something had to be done in order to replace,
The emptiness lurking above and beneath,
The man filled with nothing but deep sighs of grief.
In half of a moment she walked out the door,
Giving food to the homeless man, needing it more.
"I overlook all the things that I have here,
Taking good life for granted, not facing my fear,
A great opportunity to see what could be,
I can't run away from a true love story."
So she turned right around and thought it all through,
Following her heart toward the love that she knew.