Blues Poem #26
Everybody wants
to go to heaven
But nobody
wants to die
Everybody wants
the mojo queen
Who rides in
on the moonlight tide
Everybody wants
to go to heaven
But nobody
wants to die
Ain’t a woman been made
who won’t steal your soul
and keep you
— half alive
(Tribute To Albert King)
Blues Poem #27
An aging
harp player
trying to bend
the next reed
New breath
in the shadows
where servitude
bleeds
His hands
old and wrinkled
each note
a new plea
And out
of the darkness
his riff
— sets you free
(Tribute To Sonny Terry: March, 2026)
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