The Weekend Blues Session Poem by Dave Alan Walker
The Weekend Blues Session
Three days and three nights
playing the guitar blues of life
my mind and body taken back
I can see
the old streets and the seats
where the blues players of old
used to meet
They'd sing of the pain
and the hate
and we'd respect what they
had to say
All these memories coming back
as we played for the times
when blues was our life
We played for the joy
we played for our minds
we played for our souls
we played until the monday morning blues
Best time in a lot of years.
been a while since i've done that.... but remember very well.... playing your soul with human hands!
That sounds like great fun, Best time in a lot of years says it all, enjoyable poem.
Dave, the overflowed happiness can be felt in this poem. so interesting to read and enjoy! ! well written! Life is all about happiness, whether we are rich or poor..
Nothing like doing what you like best for lifting the spirit - good one Dave.
Yea but I bet you beat those blues that Monday. Great write of what was and what is!
wow...it took me back to my trooper days the nut cracker lol...173rd...getting back to the you...you know you are...what a feeling..thanks for the memories..dave...gave you enjoyed yours as well...thanks again..
Well written I really enjoyed it. real poem is to say yourself.you did do this
Mellifluous structural movement....crisp & tightc afording your audience to ensconce in an eye-pleasing read...Stellat craftsmanship ~FjR
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Mmm not bad, a good try. I love the blues. I play the guitar, I'm really fantastic at it. I can feel your words in this.