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His Belle Amie

Updated on March 16, 2015

Another night in the spotlight

another chance to play

to crowds that roared and cheered

he was a rock legend growing old

as long as they came

he was willing to play the game

reliving his youth

long hair, bandana and torn jeans

often he wondered what did they see?

there up on the stage

the rock legend he once was

or a tired old man

was it the songs they came to hear?

then one night she was there

a sweet young looking woman

dressed just like he had once said

he preferred his fans to look

she reminded him of a flower child

that had remained behind in the sixties

now emerging just to hear

the songs that had been hits

so many years before

when another concert was done

he knew what would come

his friends would party

the way they had all these many years

and he’d return to his mansion

full of ghosts of the past

cold, dark and lonely

then as his limo was about to pull away

he saw this ghostly woman child

and he beckoned to her

and she was willing to obey

he couldn’t imagine her age

and wondered if he should take her home

but another lonely night

stretched out before him

he chose company

even if only for a long night’s chat

getting out of the limo

she had an unearthly look about her

he looked up toward the heavens

wondering if angles had sent her

they entered his house and she shivered

as if she could feel those spirits gathering round

shyly she asked him

if he could put on his songs

she wanted to hear them

and he was only too happy to oblige

finally they sat she sipped wine

and he had his scotch

it was as if she understood

there was something way down deep inside

that he just couldn’t hide

his loneliness and his pain

that all the songs in the world

could never hide

he was a rock legend

but even legends want to cry

she took a hold of his hand

and for a few moments

they sat in silence

then a particular song

made her smile at him

it startled him so

she knew the song

was written about his life

then it all came pouring out

and she listened as the tape kept turning

when he was done

there were tears streaming down her face

it was then that they both realized

the fates had thrown them together

she was a true flower child

that had lost her way through the years

they were like two tempest tossed ships

coming together on an uncharted island

both from a time

that would never come again

but together and in love

they could weather every storm

every rainy day

and so it was that she found a home

and he found a love

he called her his belle amie

his beautiful friend

that came along

just in time to save the heart and soul

of this lonely old rock legend

© 2015 Gypsy Rose Lee


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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Hope you all have a sunny and bright weekend

      Thank you Shauna. I believe my inspiration was sort of combined about many different rock legends but all of their songs are gold.

      Thank you Kim.

      Thank you Torrilynn

      Thank you Ruby One of those inspirations that come just right out of the blue

      Thank you Bill.

      Thank you Manatita. You have given me another inspiration with suggesting that it could have been his daughter. Perhaps there is another poem in that.

      Thank you Vellur.

      Thank you Mary.

      Thank you pstraubie it is always the old song which inspire the most. May angels watch over you.

      Thank you Demas I guess that make me extraordinary

      Thank you Jodah

      Thank you Ann

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      Ann Carr 2 years ago from SW England

      Beautiful story, beautifully told!


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      John Hansen 2 years ago from Queensland Australia

      Rasma, what a beautiful story in a poem. I loved it, and the song 'Ma Belle Amie". Well done, voted up.

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      Demas W Jasper 2 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      You get my votes and thumbs up again. You don't seem capable of writing something "just ordinary"!

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      Patricia Scott 2 years ago from sunny Florida

      What a lovely story that song has been a favorite of mine for so long

      thank you for giving it new life in your hub.

      Voted up+++ and shared

      Angels are winging their way to you this afternoon. ps

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      Mary Craig 2 years ago from New York

      For us old flower children this one truly hits the spot! Simply beautiful and rewarding for the two of them.

      Voted up, awesome, and beautiful.

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      Nithya Venkat 2 years ago from Dubai

      A beautiful poem and a lovely romantic story. You write them so well. Voted up!

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      manatita44 2 years ago from london

      I thought that she'd turn out to be his daughter. This could also have been a beautiful ending.

      We can all be so ... so lonely. Beautifully crafted.

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      Bill Holland 2 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Nobody writes a love story in the form of poetry better than you, Rasma.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 2 years ago from Southern Illinois

      A hippie and a rock star finding each other. Cool..

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      torrilynn 2 years ago

      Such loneliness and sadness and she comes along and helps him through it. Beautiful poem

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      ocfireflies 2 years ago from North Carolina

      "his loneliness and his pain

      that all the songs in the world

      could never hide

      he was a rock legend

      but even legends want to cry"

      Girl, you have got it going on.

      Voted up, pinned and shared,


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      Shauna L Bowling 2 years ago from Central Florida

      I love this story, Rasma. Love the song, too. I'd forgotten about that oldie goldie!

      As I read your poem, I tried to imagine which rock star of yesteryear I'd love to share this experience with. I haven't come up with an answer yet, but I have a feeling this poem will be ringing through my head all day.