Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

Two For The Blues

Blues Poem #3

Living hard
the writing comes easy

Living easy
— the writing comes hard

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017) 



The Greatest Harp

My pen is like a blues riff
not always on the note
I bend within the moment
new feelings reach for hope
A eulogy remastered
the fire that he fed
His Mojo dancing with the Muse
Marine Band his to wed
My words to stretch and vibrate
a blind man his to read
They move in tribute off the page
Sonny’s orphaned reeds
My hand they cease to follow
as letters wail and slide
While deep in South Chicago
— a harp long dead survives 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017) 
‘Tribute To Sonny Boy Williamson 1’

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