Blue Fragment

she caught the katy
and left me a mule to ride… 

an old blues
to filter inner noise,
to leave some echo —

weird names, slang
that makes just enough sense
to sing along with;

the idea that this story 
is my story, is
all stories:

can’t help but love
that hard headed woman of mine…

 

About Tony Brown

Unknown's avatar
A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

One response to “Blue Fragment

Leave a comment

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.