Category Archives: love

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I Got the Blues

Today I decided to write a blues “song” (poem). I am not a song writer or a singer but this is something I have wanted to try for some time now.
You have to imagine the words with Da – da – da – DAH type of rhythm and a harmonica.
Despite this being a blues piece I hope you have as much fun with it as I did! 🙂

I got the blues
down in the dumps
melancholy blues
missing you
and don’t know what to do
I got the blues

Ever since
you closed the door
and decided to talk
to me no more
I’ve had to find
another way
to make it through
my lonely days

I got the blues
down in the dumps
melancholy blues
waiting for
a call from you
I got the blues

When you chose
to walk away
the sun did hide
and skies went grey
I looked high
and I looked low
to find out where
you did go

I feel so lonely – baby
I feel so lonely
I feel so lonely – baby
I could cry

This empty bed
with cold, cold sheets
reminds me of
where we did meet
bodies tangled
heated breath
but nothing now
since you have left

I got the blues
down in the dumps
melancholy blues
will I ever
get over you
I got the blues

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Mother’s Day

Loving Moms
Mom’s day
day of the week
week, month, year
year – time to revel
revel in the joy
joy of motherhood
motherhood instinct
instinct for survival
survival of the fittest
fittest, fastest, fun-loving
fun-loving, carefree, protective
protective, fierce, kind
kind of special
special above all others
others only wish
wish they could have
have a mother like you!

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Man in My Life

There’s a man in my life
I whisper his name
dark and mysterious
loves to play teasing games

There’s a man in my life
untamed and wild
he loves and supports me
he’s gentle and mild

There’s a man in my life
with excitement and charm
he surveys around
to keep me from harm

There’s a man in my life
I shout out his name
I love him! I need him
my wonderful swain

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Mistaken Identity?

You dropped by
to say hi
today
A whisper from my past

Time has a way
of shrouding memories
and yours
has become cloaked
in an opaque veil

I wanted to remember!

Your enthusiasm and
excitement of reuniting
was apparent
I responded with an equally
enthusiastic greeting, I thought,
but something betrayed me

Was it the eyes?
Hesitation?
Questioning intonation at the end of hello?

My mind stretched and strained
for something to trigger
a flood of memories

Asked point blank
if I remembered you
I had to humbly admit
no

the sharp knife of honesty

Although my memory is vague
and it is possible you may be mistaken
I am sorry
I disappointed you

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Intrigue

Caricature!
the emblazoned sign
broadcast
to all who passed by

Capture your essence
with pen and acid free paper
for posterity
or at least a giggle
with family and friends

The dark haired artist
wearing a black beret
and black and white striped t-shirt
provoked
images of Paris
and buskers on the River Seine

With his moustache
perfectly coiffed
into matching curls
he sat on his stool
quietly reading

I tried to observe
unobtrusively
from a distance
and although his eyes
appeared to be focused
on the pages before him
I felt
he clearly saw me
and knew
I was there