At the Threetuns

Just a single footlight
Just a single chair
A solitary figure
Sitting comfortably there,
Right ankle resting
On his left thigh
Guitar resting 
Comfortably high
Mouth harp held
In its neck stand
Strings being plucked
By his right hand.

And he blasted out the blues
Rocking the night along
Some standard covers
And a self penned song.

Bringing all into his world
As he held us captive there
Power emanating from that
Single solitary chair.
The music stops, the figure smiles
Thanks all for their applause
And quietly and calmly
The Bluesman withdraws.
There’s just left  behind
A single empty chair
A single footlight beam
Focused on it there 

Roy Leo Lyons, local
blues singer/writer 
and bird photographer 
extraordinaire
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Bauer Avatar
January 22, 2023 at 10:52 AM
wish i could have been there to hear him, but with your poem, i can at least imagine that i was, terry...
Ireland Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 12:22 AM
Thanks ilene - this was a special fund raising concert for a charity, and we were just audience, but we have appeared with Roy on many occasions and he is always good.
Cunningham Avatar
January 22, 2023 at 9:11 AM
Lovely tribute Terry I must admit I haven't heard of him. Hope your weekend is going well. Tom
Ireland Avatar
January 22, 2023 at 10:08 AM
Hi Tom - good thanks. There’s a strong Club and Pub music scene in Hull and Roy is a respected member of that. Some good local musicians but I suppose every city is the same.
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