The Crashing Of Blues Poem by Chevelle Merah Kathleen Wernsmann
The Crashing Of Blues
The crashing of blues,
a hue in the midst.
A baby's bewilderment,
the steal from a kiss.
A darkness of heathens,
the sky from beyond.
A tyrant of colors,
as time marches on.
For the crashing of blues,
is what I can hear.
The sounds from a people,
on a deaf dancing ear.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
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5/4/2024 2:45:37 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Chevelle Amazing poetic style here, well done