Belle Starr: Outlaw looking for love

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Cole Younger and Belle fell under a spell

that lasted many a day.

He was on the run for things he had done

so they shacked up in a cabin to play.

Soon time was at hand, he rejoined the band,

leaving Belle who started to show.

Soon out popped a girl, who she named Pearl,

and it’s still thought her father was Cole.

The next man to feed, a man named Jim Reed,

a robber just like the last.

The pair up and looted, then quickly scooted,

only to find they spent it too fast.

But Reed’s luck was raw, and he was slow on the draw,

and so he bit the dust.

Yet it was soon found that a new beau was around,

Blue Duck now gave Belle his trust.

Their new gang would hustle the livestock they rustle,

and some would actually say these two did care.

It was proven when Blue Duck ran out of luck

and Belle did more than her share.

He was sentenced to die; the old “hang ‘um high,”

but Belle kept the legal fight going.

There would be no noose; he was eventually cut loose,

but for Belle there would be no knowing.

Not one to tarry, Belle would soon marry

her aka namesake Sam Starr.

But their wheelin’ and dealin’ got them six-months for stealin’,

and their romance was now from afar.

When they left jail behind, right back to the grind,

they always sought a dishonest dollar.

But Sam would soon fall, killed in a brawl,

and Belle found another man to collar.

His name was Jim July, another on the sly,

it was obvious Belle had the itch.

She packed her own gun, joined in on the fun:

today they’d just call her a “bitch.”

But a life of crime dunks a soul in slime,

and there’s always victims who hurt.

So when one is despised, don’t be surprised,

like Belle… to be shot and left in the dirt.

© JW Thomas

 

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17 thoughts on “Belle Starr: Outlaw looking for love

  1. oglach September 2, 2016 / 10:29 pm

    Please tell me you play the guitar. This would make for a damn good song. Cool poem, really enjoyed reading.

    Liked by 4 people

    • jwtatfbc September 3, 2016 / 3:16 am

      Actually I play both guitar and drums, as I’ve shown on previous posts. And I appreciate your comment, thank you.

      Liked by 1 person

      • oglach September 3, 2016 / 3:53 am

        You’re welcome. I’ll make it a point to check out your earlier posts. Thanks.

        Liked by 1 person

  2. Mary Cathleen Clark September 3, 2016 / 3:39 am

    I did not know Belle Starr had so many boyfriends, and all bad boys, no less. You continue to teach as well as entertain with your writing, JW. And I agree with Oglach above…cool poem. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    • jwtatfbc September 3, 2016 / 3:42 am

      Thank you, my friend. It always means a lot coming from you. And maybe she should have tried just a little variety, but it obviously wasn’t in her nature.

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      • Mary Cathleen Clark September 3, 2016 / 3:47 am

        It doesn’t sound like it…most definitely not a one man woman. From what I learned by reading your poem (since I know you are factual even in your creative endeavors), her life must have been highly romanticized. Of course, that’s Hollywood’s way.

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      • jwtatfbc September 3, 2016 / 3:50 am

        Legend and myth, two words for movie profits. But she was very colorful, but mostly in a very unlady-like way.

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      • Mary Cathleen Clark September 3, 2016 / 3:53 am

        It’s a pain to always be a lady, my friend…it’s a relief to let one’s hair down on occasion; but she went a little overboard. But I do admire people–both men and women–who know what they want and go after it.

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      • jwtatfbc September 3, 2016 / 3:56 am

        I agree, except she went way overboard; people got hurt, and people got killed. But going your own way without hurting is admirable.

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      • jwtatfbc September 3, 2016 / 4:02 am

        Like the quote I’ve told you before, my friend: “The greatest risk is not taking one.”

        Liked by 1 person

      • Mary Cathleen Clark September 3, 2016 / 4:05 am

        I couldn’t agree more. I’m off to bed now, my wonderful friend…good night and sweet dreams.

        Liked by 1 person

      • jwtatfbc September 3, 2016 / 4:06 am

        And good night and sweet dreams to you as well, Pretty Lady.

        Liked by 1 person

  3. Monochrome nightmares September 7, 2016 / 7:27 pm

    A wonderful poem, full of great imagery.
    Enjoyed reading.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Monochrome nightmares September 8, 2016 / 8:01 pm

    You’re welcome Sir.

    Liked by 1 person

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