Saturday, May 16, 2015
Don't Care a Thing About Them Blues
A cup full of misery Janice
A cup full of time
A cup full of mama's ass
A place to plant a rhyme
A cup full of sorrow Prudence
A cup that spilled the love
A cup full of daddy's nickels
A push comes to a shove
Now that it is full dear Marva
Now that you are gone
I'll sit and shine this here guitar
Don't give a shit about that sun
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This is simply wonderful :D enjoyed the smooth flow of the lines in this magnificent poem! Congratulations for your book!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by to read mine :D
Ha, you nailed it! And very cleverly!
ReplyDeletePretty and .Blue, Corey. Nice job.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite low was getting the "cup full of daddy's nickels" Been there a few times.
I'm hoping the "cup full of misery Janice" was of Janice Joplin ilk. She is my all time favorite, still. I suppose that "Me and Bobby McGee" was just for me.
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This sings with blues . The cup full of tears turning to nickels - l like this a lot, you are blues in your writing
ReplyDeleteSays it all--bend the strings and let the pain come out--and everything else--that's what it's for.
ReplyDeleteI like how this moves from the cup full of misery to the acknowledgement that living can be a pretty shit deal, but I'm going to sit out in the sun and make music anyways.
ReplyDeleteGreat blues--terrific name choices. And juxtapositions. Thanks. K.
ReplyDeleteLove it! I can hear it being strummed on an old guitar with a cigarette in the corner of someone's mouth!
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