Mouth Harp Poems - Poems about Mouth Harp

...I'm nobody that you'd know - maybe you can call me Joe. Walking down MacDougal Street, I had no one to meet. A New York night without a friend, I dropped into The Bitter End to escape the col......

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...Just a single footlight Just a single chair A solitary figure Sitting comfortably there, Right ankle resting On his left thigh Guitar resting Comfortably high Mouth harp held In its neck st......

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...Listening to the Blues Slouched almost supine Next to special person, Her hand clasped in mine: Mississippi picking, Bottle neck used as a slide St James Infirmary playing, End of a long Blues......

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...My harmonica cries, in tones of silver sighs and golden tears; wailing bittersweet joy. Sound of sadness; sound of laughter; it’s in the wailing that color blooms. Mouth-harp m......

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...Daniel had an old guitar... That he could never play It sat stood in it's stand... Until he took it out one day And Daniel never taught himself... How to play that old guitar He never thoug......

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...My harmonica cries, in tones of silver sighs and golden tears; wailing bittersweet joy. Sound of sadness; sound of laughter; it’s in the wailing that color blooms. Mouth-harp m......

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...A Dragon Cannot play Harmonica Trying one melted His own mouth harp To liquid Metal Pool. ......

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...Ashes waft over the meadow a jet stream of sorrow, beckoning the widow to the edge, down to the river. Contented epoch, at the creek where the wolves run, he lived and laughed. We w......

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...pluck the gentilities got sined sensiblities a quiet cacophony rhythms at timing resemblin' the melody on repertoire schwaaaa - aaaah hear the sizzle of cymbals the soul of her body her sippin' hot ......

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...I miss my father everyday, He is no longer there... I miss him dearly, Somedays too hard to bear... When I envision him at the table, Or playing his mouth harp, An instrument on which he was,......

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...I think I'd like to go to the moon, In fact, I kind'a hope to do it soon, Looks nice and bright up there, Should disperse my shadows of despair, I'll bring my mouth harp, and my tap shoe, So I c......

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...The band was on a beer break When old Doug got up onto the stage In a hotel down on Main street He was playing that old song On a battered old mouth harp that spit Then he started into singin......

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...One eye was brown, the other blue, Australian Shepard his breed- a workin' dog with one heck of a nip to the heels a cattle an' steed. Just a little fur ball when I got him, but I well remembe......

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