BluesPoetry

BluesPoetry


Violins of violence
Saxiphones of sexual enuendos
Tubas for blue light specials
Mustard and relish on white bread
Guns but no roses on July 4th
Death comes but once a lifetime
I once bought a paper poppy from a Vet
Said it was to remember the heros
I remember all the time I was there
Among the shooting and the bravery
Among the bombs and dawns early light
In the blood and guts and the bandages
The screems and the death in darkness
Don't let me die in the daylight or in the rain
I don't want to be c-old but put a gold coin on my eyes
Sing St. James Infirmary or sing a haiku
Read my poem I wrote for you
I like chocolate more than sex with you
I get this blue feeling from being in the room
Bombs away let the hulas sway it's a sunny day
I need to go away way, far away I just can't stay
Your noise is disturbing and like silence it's deafing
The green grass is to much just give me dusty desert
Hues of blue skies and green chili ,muddy roads and sun sun sun
I feel peace when I am alone of my own choosing
Don't think, I am a loner but my kids-friends-vets give me strength
I want you to find what you want or need, just not me
Find peace in your life, learn to fend, respect will come to you
You are a beautiful person at least
that's what you tell me all the time
So it must be true and I no you speak the truth
No it's that ' I'm being strong' person you have become
That 'specific' woman, that ex juice junkie of yesterday
So why don't you have a fuckin' job rather than live off of others
You are just like your mother that no talent 'artist' with the demented 'son'
You sell yourself to all these new women but what happens when they find out
When they see the real you, the 'helpless woman' syndrome will come out
I did love you once and maybe three times I lost count in the fog that comes here