Ain't That The Blues (+3)

Kurt Philip Behm

She’s familiar…

ain’t that the blues

 

Sleeping beside her,

I always knew

 

Chipped beef on Monday,

Thursday cold stew

 

Dishes piled high,

paycheck gone through

 

She’s familiar…

ain’t that the blues

 

Home from work early,

today around noon

 

Mattress was creaking,

my pistol I drew

 

Two shots in my brother

 —four more in the flooze

 

(Chicago Illinois: Performed with Clinton Mace at Cabrini Green 1985)

 

 

Adieu

 

Deposit after deposit, memory is stored,

interest compounding anew

 

To transfer its balance of riches and gains

—avarice must first bid adieu

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

 

 

Headed West

 

In the darkness last night,

I heard Crazy Horse call

 

The wind through the willows,

new horse in my stall

 

His words my direction,

the hail in my storm…

 

“Your brothers await you

—the council fire warm”

 

(Dreamsleep: July, 2019)

Motorcycle From Pa. To L.A.  7-18-2019

 

 

Or Both

 

Did you do it,

Did you write about it

—or both

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

 

 

 

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 15th, 2019 10:15
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Comments2

  • Kurt Philip Behm

    Thanks

  • Laura🌻

    Kurt,

    Once ‘avarice’ has ‘bid adieu’, playing the blues is as soothing as a cup of chamomile tea!

    ~Laura~



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