Bluesy Poems - Poems about Bluesy

with senses dulled, I'm unaware no breeze can rouse my will to care the muse escaped through fingers splayed I mourn as no more poetry's made blank pages stacked, a ready pen alas, I fear, I'll never write again...

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Sweet Little Angel Ain't That Loving You, Baby? Hoochie Coochie Man 3 O'Clock In The Morning This is for Members Only...

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We traveled all day long Like two wandering gypsies Couldn’t wait to get to our retreat When we’d put up our feet The allure of that secluded bar With its bluesy sweet melodies Awaiting table candlelit for two We’ll cap off the evening Swaying on through the night With a glass of chardonnay And linger till it’s time to sleep AP: Honorable Mention 2020 posted on...

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I love the color blue I can’t say enough about it. The color of my favorite fruit, blueberries; is simply sublime. When I play the blues on my guitar I am never blue but, elated; the Blues just do that for me. Blue beckons to me when I’m tired and lulls me to sleep in its soft, cool pool. Like the...

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bluesy lament to the moon of broken hearts AP: 2nd place 2021 Posted on August 31, 2018...

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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...

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Let me see Let me learn Let me rock Let me dance Let me hear Blues shouters Like B.B. King and Albert While I can still hear till the end draws near...

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