Vesta the Redhead

Vesta the Redhead

A Poem by Dennis Shanaberg
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What do you get when you mix the religions of Ancient Rome with rock songs about women? This, I think.

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She’s a hot headed woman
With the sun in her eyes.
It’s afire.
She’s on fire.
That red-headed woman
With hot flames in her heart.
It’s afire.
She’s on fire.

There’s a furnace inside,
‘Bout to explode when the temp gets too high.
She makes them bad boys cry.
Then, the good ones get sent home, by and bye. 
Her bark, it really bites
Because all her words always come out right.
This girl, she sure ain’t shy.
And there’s never been a smarter tongue or mind.

She’s got hot hot heat-
Blood in her cheeks.
She’s so hot for me,
Had me chasin’ for weeks.
She’s just out of reach,
And so hard to read.
She must be hot on me.
Damn she’s got me weak in the knees.

She’s a hot headed woman
With the sun in her eyes.
It’s afire.
She’s on fire.
That red-headed woman
With hot flames in her heart.
It’s afire.
She’s on fire.

They’re all passin’ the Vestal virgins around.
Taking turns together.
We all turn together.
Dear sweet Vesta, don’t let the fire go out.
Let it burn forever.
Make it burn forever.
Their flames all buried, in smoke it’s died.
We still turn together.
Will we turn forever?
Good ghost, Vesta, please bring this fire to life.
May we burn together.
Let us burn forever.

She’s got hot hot heat-
Blood in her cheeks.
She’s so hot for me,
Had me chasin’ for weeks.

She’s a hot headed woman
With the sun in her eyes.
It’s afire.
She’s on fire.
That red-headed woman
With hot flames in her heart.
It’s afire.
She’s on fire.

© 2010 Dennis Shanaberg


Author's Note

Dennis Shanaberg
I've been kind of facing a bit of writer's block lately, and this came out of nowhere.
I'm actually kind of really pleased with it.
They are lyrics for what kind of sounds like an old school AC/DC type styled song.
Tell me what ya think.

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I like the line "with the sun in her eyes". It's comical and yet appropriate at the same time. And I really see this as a lyrics to a song, and I'm sure that song's going to sound hot and on fire too.

Keep Writing. ^___^

Posted 13 Years Ago


When I started reading, honestly, I expected crap. Instead I found something I actually quite like... almost soul food. You have a nice rhythm of your own, and your words captivate. Very nice write.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Like it.
Has great flow n rhyme and I can see it falling under any kind of music genre really; it's just so workable.

You really brought Vesta to life here and I enjoyed reading this overall.
Good job!

Posted 14 Years Ago


I really enjoyed reading this. It flowed well enough, and I can definitely see these as being lyrics to a classic hard rock styled song. Rock on.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I picture you in a car blaring this real,edgy,raw rock song as you are driving down the road.

" There’s a furnace inside,
‘Bout to explode when the temp gets too high.
She makes them bad boys cry."

I especially liked those lines.This to me just had a real naughty feel to it. It's very awesome. Great job.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is amazing, It does display like a AC/DC song.
I think it has a wonderful flow and excellent rhyme scheme.
You are right on with the rhythm.
Amazing write.

Posted 14 Years Ago


"With the sun in her eyes", a captivating powerful line. It brings creation. Like a vibrant thought to the reader. "Dear sweet Vesta, don't let the fire go out" another fantastic line!

-Will

Posted 14 Years Ago


I have been a great fan of red headed woman all my life. Your description was on the button. They have fire and passion in their blood. You wrote a outstanding poem. Made me smile.
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Dennis Shanaberg

Mentor, OH



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