Louis Blues Poem of the Week # 12

[JohnnyBoy]

Hi everyone,

Here's this weeks poem. Not in the traditional format but art has to evolve?

A great weekend and week to you!

Louis

Nearly Blues.

Don’t forget to take the last good one in town she said,
You could take the future now
Or see the smiles on someone else’s face instead.

At the graduation day someone I lent my program to
Went home with it,
Made my memories theirs instead.

And the paper handed to you was a plainer affair that said:
“Son, you’re a winner but here’s your third class chair”,
That’s what it said.

The song’s a griper, sour in taste, thoughts and sight.
No worse feeling than you win,
But not quite.

From: “Mr. Blues” © Louis J. Casson ,
Purple Squirrel Poems, Cryptic Furnace Press, 2009
All rights reserved.

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