Blues, Shoes and Dancing
Blues, Shoes and Dancing
Saw a terrifying ghost today,
apparition of the ages gone by
too much sadness in its play
dark clouds in a weeping sky!
Saw a dead man dancing a jig,
headache seeing such lame moves
All bones with scary red wig
hairy feet were horse's hooves!
Saw a fallen warrior cry,
misery in his quivering voice
Kept asking , tell me why
my dying was never a choice!
Heard a song that ripped the blues
danced I did, but with no shoes!
Robert J. Lindley, 05-13-2015
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment