Long N Lonesome Blues Poem by Hubert J. Humperdink
Long N Lonesome Blues
Hollow winds around me roarin
Waters round me rise
I sit here my fate deploring
Tears swelling in my eyes
That road is so dark
Them hounds they moan like hell
And I am so sick
May get better but i won't get well
But make no mistake
Cuz I am comin
I am comin back home
Your rhyme seems natural, not forced - a delight so see rhyme used well. This poem begs to be sung.
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4/24/2024 5:00:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very nice display of rhyme. Hollow winds, nice line. Patricia