Give Me That Blues Man Poem by Melvina Germain
Give Me That Blues Man
I`m sure I knew him in another life,
why I could have been his pretty wife.
That lonely old blues man
playing the horn over there.
I wonda, O I wonda if he`s aware.
He and his complicated shoes
playing that down home blues.
Wow! the syncopation is fine
I sure wish that man was mine.
Dreams are a place to explore,
Well, I`m taking him in,
now listen, need I say more.
ummmm baby, you know what I`m talkin about.
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Oct.16 2015
This takes me back a decade or so....It's downtown Chicago, and I'm one a few people to arrive in a jazz club early. There's one musician on stage, and an adoring fan in a chair, pressed up right against centre stage. Great memories. You take me back. A great poem.
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4/18/2024 5:52:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I smell something in the air Go ahead and make him aware. Lovely Melvina.