To Spread Its Wings (Blues Poem #17) Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

To Spread Its Wings (Blues Poem #17)

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If music is a celebration
the Blues its hidden nest

As voices rise in jubilation
all souls by delta blessed

Its words reveal a joyous cover
its notes a mojo hymn

Old feelings hatched and beating low
—the Blues to spread its wings

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May,2016)

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