No matter the time of day or weather
In the calm or storm of it all
Through tragedy and destruction
Of mediocrity or fair
She’s there
Can you hear her ?!
Open your ears
Hear her
Her spirit soars free
Through all obstacles of humanity
She has broken down the wall
Dance to the music
In the air gentle yet crisp
She ‘s alongside with those she loved
I can see those eyes
In my mind that smile
Whenever she grinned
Listen , if you will
As Amy Sings Through The Wind…

~JackiHopper2013~ (CreativeAmyCanuckerGal)

Help Yourself
What would you do if you fought some unholy war?
Would you run like a coward and accept the fate prescribed to you?
Or would you fight till its bitter Finalé?
Would it be memorialized in writing?
Can you lose with those you love drunk on pride in tow?
Or do you suffer the fatal blow? Or is there justice presiding?
Do you march on because great scholars and poets say Love Is Blind?
Is there someone for you to see at the end of the Unholy War’s Bitter Finalé?
Do you sway and wander every day you go and fight in this war?
Do you fight five story fires war’s losing game?
Do you regret going to join so eagerly like some child going to play cowboys and Indians with his friends?
Is war the losing hand in your eyes is it Self-Professed and Profound?
Or rather brought upon the enemy’s well-being by themselves?
Are they futile odds surely they are laughed at by the gods hoping to escape the final frame of the movie in this losing game, Not even they can help you…
They bother your heart so you can be restless and be breathless with the ache in your chest where is the dark to cover you now?
Has your blood run cold now?
Have you drowned under the bathed blue light?
Were there neighbors screaming?
But far too soon are we sometimes taken out of this Unholy War to go Rest In Peace eternally
You have This Unholy War and Have Helped Yourself Rest In Peace Amy Jade Winehouse

Isaac Miguel

A butterfly so beautiful
Her colours inspiring and brilliant
She took flight with voice and soul
Destination of her life
Was in the hands of her own control
A legacy of lyrics and songs
To embrace and forever be
She left this world
But her spirit unfurled
And now she is free to fly
We did mourn, cry
And was trying to contemplate and ponder …why ?!
She had a mind on many things
But at last
Her memories are cast
And a butterfly spreads her creative wings…

~JackiHopper2013~ (CreativeAmyCanuckerGal)

Petite but mighty
Of that voice
She filtrates into your soul
Her lyrics of choice
Profound
Dig that sound
Truly to behold
Defiant, self reliant
Raw and bold
Sweet and tart
Emoting from her heart
Wit and respect
The Winehouse Effect…

~JackiHopper2013~ (CreativeAmyCanuckerGal)

You couldn’t help but smile and laugh
When she got that mischievious grin
You knew she was yp to something or about to comment
Her special brand of reckoning
Though at times it wasn’t funny
What she went through
But I tell ya when it was
My stomach muscles paid the price, it’s true
Her humour and wit
Went hand in hand
If you were privy to witness it
Then you would completely understand
Sometimes it boggled me and I wonder where exactly
It was originated
Then shook off the notion
And appreciated
Amy animated…

© JackiHopper2012~

Thank you, Jacki!

A Voice of Her Own

Unique and distinctive
You know it’s her when you hear the song
It’s worldwide known
There’s no mistaking
To who it belongs to
You cannot be wrong
Strong and versatile
Yet tender but profound
While the lyrics are original and defining
The songs have power
The grooving sound
Day or night
Whether in love or in a fight
It has you movin round
Touches you
Relates to you
Or you just like the way it is
To have seen her live
You would of felt her jive
Now her legacy gives us joy
A talent was shown
Truly Amy
A Voice of Her Own…

© JackiHopper2012~

The next poem – Amy Animated.

Of Her Heart

Singing from the depths of her inner soul
She releases her truths
Of her passions and discords
Where she has gone and would like to be
Each time you listen
You learn
An education of sorts
One of a kind you see
You cry alongside her tears
Get angry as she does
Definitely an original
No doubting
Always will be and was
Come along on her journey
Discover her paths
The beginning a great place to start
For there you will acknowledge
Of Her Heart…

© JackiHopper2012~

The next poem – A Voice of Her Own.

Today we have a whole four contributions – a whole four amazing poems by Jacki Hooper, AKA ~CreativeAmyCanuckerGal~. Thank you, Jacki for sharing!

The Amy We Love

Such a gem she was
Very lyrically inclined
When she sang
In her voice
You felt the emotions intertwined
Unique in her ways and attire
Her attitude and private side
Perhaps different as night and day
But through it all
She gave her call
Did things her way
Never backed down
Swore sometimes up and down
Pretty in a dress
In her Daddy’s arms she did caress
In truth she did confess
Life wasn’t all games and perfect
But real and often a mess
Now she is watching from above
Forever remembering
The Amy We Love…

© JackiHopper2012~

The next poem – Of Her Heart.