Debra Squyres Poet Lyric

Entrancing Blues

Entrancing Blues

Mellowed tones fill the room
as an artist croons her Blues
A broken cadence of rhythmic magic
that seeps into the soul

It’s the blues, Man
It’s New Orleans
Home-grown 
Spirit filled
Chasing
the blues
kinda 
Blues

Soft lights cast silent shadows 
with an atmospheric hush
Each note slipping through
and joining with your pulse

It’s the blues, Mam
It’s New Orleans
Home-grown 
Spirit filled
Chasing
the blues
kinda 
Blues

Loss of clarity over and done
Stifled by sweet pleasure
Rhythm and soothing verse
are Louisiana’s treasures

It’s the Blues, friends
It’s New Orleans
Home-grown 
Spirit filled
Chasing
the blues
kinda 
Blues

Written for:  Chasing Away the Blues
                        2/01/13

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Robert Johnson February 6, 2013 at 4:40 PM I can feel the tender tone of sweet requaint the blues bemoan. Of swamp rat soul to toodle loo. The trombone slide, the washboard too. A cajun mix of salty treats. The sound of heaven in those New Orleans streets. Bluesy, Debra. :)

Richard Lamoureux February 3, 2013 at 9:39 AM I was sure I commented on this poem. I enjoyed reading it again. You captured the music with your words. I also like the look of your poem. Well done.

Constance La France February 3, 2013 at 7:03 AM Debra, its beautiful, I could feel the blues, wonderfully written and best of luck in the contest, Constance

Harry Horsman February 2, 2013 at 9:04 AM this is amazing Debra,, your poetry is superb, and the shape and the form.. are awesome...

The Situation February 2, 2013 at 8:29 AM Mam, this made me like it.

Poet Destroyer A February 1, 2013 at 5:41 PM Debra, I need to meet this man, of New Orleans. I don't think we have this kind of passion for music here in Texas. We sure need it. I hate it when the blues approach my days. A very mellow poem.. enjoyed~ PD

Andrea Dietrich February 1, 2013 at 3:43 PM You did marvelously for the challenge with this one. it is mature writing. love it!

Sara Kendrick February 1, 2013 at 3:12 PM Enjoyed reading your contest entry..Great idea and presentation of that idea..Reads like a winner to me..Thanks for stopping by..Sara

Russell Sivey February 1, 2013 at 3:07 PM This is a tremendous write my friend! I loved how it feels like the blues the way you wrote it! I am enthralled by the wondrous poem you have written here Debra! I really loved reading this amazing poem this afternoon! What an awesome piece, Great work!!