Best Bb Poems

Push it right there,
it's schematic addictions dismantlement in prisms,

push it all along the way-
rotation of grapes,

push it into the grey-
for we cannot fake our face...

Slow the born band,

because we reprimand,

yet adorn the command,

push in push in and see the next best,

squeegee encounter,

and then a phat...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan
Poem:  B.B. King
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:  May 15, 2015


 
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On the morning of Dec. 7th 1941,
429 Marines and Sailors lost their lives.
As a result of a surprise attack on battleship row,
The brave souls perished to an awful demise.

She was a part of the Pacific Fleet when 9 Japanese,
Type 91 aerial torpedoes pummeled her that...

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Bubbles float through air
same as always year by year
simply,charming, suds


Copyright McCuen 2009...

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When I get to heaven I hope to see
I hope to see B.B. King
I hope he's got a stage that's all his own
I hope to walk down golden streets
Golden streets that lead me to his stage
Maybe he will sing to me for 100 years
The man...

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Singing out sweet
sad songs
   This bluesmaster 
comforts millions
    Will you listen to his records?
     And are you willing 
to experience 
     the world through 
the eyes 
     ...

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There was so much rain in your voice. 
Daytimes that slept with shadows. 
Perfect perfidies piling 
your W.C. Handy eight-bar bravado 

I never knew your midnight, 
your pluck of broken glass. 
You told stories that left ash trays. 
Burning, 
burned, 
ashes of bruised door frames...

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When we met, you were 
So much younger; back stage, 
You were sitting on a stool 
With your guitar.
We spoke about music, 
Your fans and travel
And how tough the road was, 
How you’d come so far.

Even then you were a legend, 
Though then your hair...

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BB on a mountain top
Who’d of ever thunk
It happened I was there we didn’t see a bear
Just a few old billy goats and they looked kind of drunk

My ma near **** when BB said hey mike look over there
I hit the brakes we hit the...

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BB Gun

I was seven years old and standing in the middle of the street next to my bicycle.
All the kids from the neighborhood were there.
There must have been at least twelve of us.
I don’t remember why, but the boy who lived in the house we...

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Sunday 6th July 2025,
On this day. B turned one year older than last night.
I sent him best wishes through XMPP Apps.
However, he would never receive that,
Because he ended our friendship August last year,
Since then, he never open and read the Apps.

When I arrived at MCentral,
The...

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2024.5.26
Sunday, My house was broke in.
The next day, you messaged me "Good morning".
Two hours later, I explained about the robbery.
"Invaded?? i went past and saw
The police van this morning.
I was a bit worried that
Something might have happened."
From that day, every evening,
You came to my place...

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2024.5.24 at 16:43:00
You installed Conversation Apps, Gjim.
"Have you read my previous message yet? One way trafficker."
The user name was "S... & L......".

test.  shonky   shifty   dodgy bloody   crappy   ty   shonky.

heeeeheeee x2

blah blah blah  ...

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On Friday, 2024.06.28, at 11:13:07
I first played piano at the M Central.
It was BB who introduced me to a world of music,
The 1st song played was his favourite.
It has been exactly one year.
Many things have unfolded here.
As I genuinely seeking for music therapy, 
I have...

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