Never Clip My WingsA Poem by John Alexander McFadyenAmy Winehouse 1983-2011 The title is a reference to one of Amy's tattoos. [Thank you to Mark Cooper, BBC Music TV for a fine review of this talented singer/ song writer.]Never Clip My Wings Jazz made you; and you made jazz your own. From listening to the greats had your own talent grown. A unique singer with a passion to express, who never ever set out to impress. Moulded as a one-off you smouldered on the stage, you set the world on fire, with your passion and your rage. You wrote about your weakness, your love and all your pain, you wrote about disasters you wrote about your men. You even wrote in bold tattoos all across your skin, where Blake had left his mark to remind you of his sin. You took the world by storm but suffered for your art and even with success you never played the part. And when love died for you, you went Back to Black, fell into a toxic world depressed and on the wrack. Frank and fresh but haunted, you began to slide, when those black dogs take you there is no place to hide. Gone eyes and skinny frame, not quite present, not the same, distracted gestures to the crowd but still, you left us feeling proud.
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12 Reviews Added on July 12, 2015 Last Updated on July 16, 2015 AuthorJohn Alexander McFadyenBrixworth, England, United KingdomAboutWell, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more..Writing
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