Dan Kearley Poet Lyric

A Used Heart Playing the Blues

This instrument called my heart
That used to play love songs just for you
Is now old,worn and tattered
Barely even able to carry a tune

Beautiful love songs it used to play
Have now been turned to blues
From a woman I used to love
That has torn my heart in two

Melodies that would always flow
From a heart that was always so true
Now broken it hurts to even play
From a heart that's been so abused

Through loneliness a heart gets worn
Without all the love it was so used to
Leaving beautiful memories that are now forlorn
Almost unable to even play the blues

A sad song will still play on
Through these words that I call the blues
From a heart that used to play love songs
With all my heart,that were just for you 





DannyBoy:2-10-13

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Cecilia Macfarlane February 15, 2013 at 4:40 PM Dannyboy Blue, you got them blues down pat....very well written! Hugs

Bethany St John February 12, 2013 at 6:44 PM sad and beautiful! Love the flow. had me singing the blues right along with you. Brilliant write Dan!

Laura Breidenthal February 11, 2013 at 7:53 PM You've surely freed your blues on this beautiful verse! It flows so well, just like a sad song. I could feel your pain. .... Always, Laura

Tanya Harrington February 11, 2013 at 2:13 PM I echo these comments: great flow, touching, sad and well written! And now I feel as though I could sing the blues too! (but in a good way, lol) :) Tanya Dan Kearley February 11, 2013 at 7:21 PM Thank you Tanya.. Let those blues fly free. :o) Nice to see you again...

Pace Ink-U-Script February 11, 2013 at 11:48 AM Excellent flow here DannyBoy..!! I love this write of yours. Dan Kearley February 11, 2013 at 7:17 PM Well...well. Howdy stranger! Thanks for the compliment.And I'm still waiting for your next fine write Pace...

Terry O'Leary February 11, 2013 at 9:06 AM (Is this one of "life's issues" that you have referred to???) Beautiful 'flow' and 'rhythm', Dan... Sad but full of feeling!... Terry (Very nice) Dan Kearley February 11, 2013 at 7:15 PM Ha,ha...No,I think it came about buy seeing the word "Blues" the last couple of days?Thanks for stopping by,with the nice comment.

Anne-Lise Andresen February 11, 2013 at 6:05 AM Touching.... but a lovely poem, Dan. - Well done. - - oxox / / Anne-Lise :) Dan Kearley February 11, 2013 at 4:43 PM Thank you Anne Lise...oxox :o)

Don Johnson February 11, 2013 at 2:25 AM the great consolation is great poetry comes, when a sensitive poet is hurting, been kicked in the guts n dropped on me butts ....myself...great poetry here mate... Dan Kearley February 11, 2013 at 4:42 PM Thanks Don,always a joy to read those comments.

Jack Jordan February 10, 2013 at 8:25 PM Sad and beautifully written. I especially like the "blues." Jack Dan Kearley February 11, 2013 at 4:41 PM Hey Jack,glad you enjoyed it.

Richard Lamoureux February 10, 2013 at 7:53 PM I feel like I have taken a trip to New Orleans. You created a wonderful blues mood with this fine piece. I like it a lot Dan Dan Kearley February 11, 2013 at 4:40 PM Thanks Richard...

Seren Roberts February 10, 2013 at 4:18 PM you sure tugged at heart strings, yours maybe, or just the readers. Forwarding some muscle repair spray, well thats all a heart is isnt it a muscle...Seren Dan Kearley February 10, 2013 at 7:14 PM Thank you Seren...Oh the heart is so much more than just a muscle. :o)

Debra Squyres February 10, 2013 at 3:36 PM But, ..you just did it...you played the blues !! The blues in words... enjoyed the read. Dan Kearley February 10, 2013 at 3:44 PM Thanks Debra...Glad you enjoyed it. :o)