Blues & Courtship Clues Poem by John Sensele

Blues bubble, happiness humbles
Though I sometimes wonder
Why life stumbles
In the absence of turbulence thunder.

Blues rumble, happiness hobnobs with happiness hues
Though I sometimes teeter
To the verge of tears and blues
In the absence of my soul sitter.

Blues bludgeon, happiness heaps hallowed horizons
Though I sometimes fear
Indignity, insanity and vanity violate my zest and zeal zones
In the absence of a tenderness tear.

Blues bruise, happiness harbours heaps of hope
Though I sometimes wonder why I have a heart
Which veers on a sentimental slope
In the absence of live love part.