this music’s about love
that stays longer than your man
ever would
she cries blues in a beat felt
from the soles up, strummed
with calloused fingertips on strings;
hunger voiced with cords
& carried on breath
because need this deep
knows no words
besides please
***for the Real Toadschallenge.
Susan Daniels Poetry 
hunger voiced with cords – beautiful
Thank you–listening to some old blues today.
How true. The music does often endure longer than the emotions which once consumed. I like your spare style – no wordiness to detract from the message.
Thank you for participating in one of our challenges on Real Toads, but allow me to point out that it is customary for contributors to acknowledge the source of their inspiration on their blogsite after they have linked up a poem.
Whoops–sorry–will do that now…and thanks for commenting.
Oh my! I felt this song, being a musician myself I know how that feels. SO achingly wonderful and beautiful.
Oh, thank you, S.
Also, technically you are improving all the time. 🙂
🙂
I’ve been working on a piece about music. It’s such a huge part of my life. I will try to finish it today and post it at some point. Also, I checked out dverse! I’m following them now, and hopefully I’ll join in with tomorrow’s activity.
Awesome–you will have a great time participating–great people and definitely raises the bar on craft, for me anyway.
“because need this deep needs no words besides please”. Wowzers! that says it all.
Sherry–thanks much. Love blues for that nakedness of emotion.
Wow you are blowing me away today.:) Love it.
-Jennifer (and fellow blues lover)
Jennifer–thank you–turning all sorts of shades of red…
hunger voiced with cords – amazing line !!!
GS–thank you! Just could not resist the word play there.
“because need this deep
knows no words” cries, hunger, needs, please
I love how you captured her blues here. She is just so good.
Thanks, Susan–she really, really is.
ooooh, your final line gave me a real shiver. this is precious and true. love it. thank you for joining in, so glad you did.
Oh, thanks so much, Marian–had fun 😉
Like this one lots. Music is such an important element of my life, it saw me through so much. I can’t sing it, play it, or even read a note, but I know when it speaks to me.
I know what you mean–I can sing, but I listen much better than anything.
I really like your take on this. Beautiful poem… I especially like:
because need this deep
knows no words
Oh, thank you, Laurie!
she cries blues in a beat felt from the soles up…love that. You have captured the blues so eloquently.I am a huge blues fan and I have several friends who are blues musicians.
Hi Susie–we have something in common besides our names, then 🙂
I am a big blues/jazz fan. My daughter’s father is a professional jazz/blues pianist.
a piece here with the wordplay involving my favorite instrument. love this one!!
Thanks, Don. I enjoyed playing with this!