Fourteen Lines of Bop

Lady sends me when she's fine and mellow

and Mr. Five by Five tells me the news.

I slip my hips, I wiggle like I'm jello.

That ain't no jive alive my friend, that's blues.

 

Heard it told the blues is just a bad dream

that creeps into your bones when times is bad.

Weepin' willows ain't the whole of blues theme;

that old cry means to lift you outta sad!

 

Trouble and toil worry your sweet soul,

a weary day may well up tears like rain,

but jump your sorrow, climb outta that hole.

You'll lose them devil blues by the refrain.

 

Open your mouth and sing your sorry heart.

Your lonesome jones will beat retreat and part.

 

 

Reviews

[Una Xoto]

I really dug this piece. It has a lot up beat & flow to it. I love the electric way it reads. Very nice

[Legion]

Well said. I like the roll and flow of this. Definetly beat poet. Cool.

[Tim McGovern]

Make a joyful noise unto the lord - Psalm 100

Forget ya sorrow and dance - Bob Marley

I'd love to hear this with bongos playing
: D