Ode To a Singer Songwriter
Friday came and the workplaces
Surrendered their weary to the weekend
Tiredness dissipating as the precious days
Are contemplated with anticipation.
Another crowd of friendly murmur
Gathers in the little upstairs room
Gloomy by day, evening transformed
to a theatre within the music bar.
She arrives having travelled
With her instruments seen and unseen
Steps up on the stage again
Boots discarded, tippy toed pleasure.
The first gentle notes picked out
Hush the gathering to respectful silence
As they cleanse the week from their souls
Embracing the soothing delicacy.
Then the voice arrives
Chocolate velvet-smooth whiskey
Sweet strong intoxicating earfuls
Elevate spirits in ecstasy.
Two hours disappear in a thrice
A happy melancholy descends
Pleasurable attendance struggles
Against the tinge of sadness, it's over.
The artist remains to greet the grateful
Friendly chatter, CD signing
Soon we shuffle back to life's reality
Hoping she knows the joy she brings.
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