Tim Smith Poet Rhyme

Bluesy Woman

Bluesy woman carry my tune
rasped in relegation
of a crying crimson moon

Forge forth steps of beaten breath
left alone in trepidation
destined to outdistance death

Blast out those baby blues
seep past storms of surrender
climbing barriers broken out by you

Bat your eyes and croon your cries
let your soul come play for me
build me up in a knock down world
in every simple note you bleed

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Jean Murray January 11, 2017 at 1:25 PM I WANNA GO! I WANNA GO!!!

Darren White January 11, 2017 at 12:38 AM I can just hear this, Tim! That is great... Sometimes music, or a place, anything can make you write such beautiful things. Thank you.

Darlene De Beaulieu January 10, 2017 at 5:36 PM I like bluegrass music I enjoy it a lot. Today I wanted to buy bluegrass music,so I went to the music store.I asked the girl where the bluegrass music was, she said next to the country music,she asked me what singer I was looking for I told her i had no clue. So what is the differences between country and bluegrass music?

Charmaine Chircop January 10, 2017 at 4:23 PM And the lady goes singjng the blues...Such a beautiful image comes to my mind..Dim lights...Musix...and a lady singing to a man...Awesome Tim..I just love it. A 7

Chris Green January 10, 2017 at 11:38 AM There's nothing better than a smoky bar, a stiff drink and some good blues sung by a beautiful woman. I closed my eyes after reading this and just pictured this scene and listened. Very cool Tim. This one set the mood perfectly. Tim Smith January 10, 2017 at 11:54 AM Thanks Chris, I like to go to Buddy Guy's place when I get a chance for some great blues.