Found Blues – penned and recorded June 2014

The 'Found' Blues

The ‘Found’ Blues


Found Blues

I spied the Blues scattered in the alleyway
And picked up the pieces
One by one

Some coated with the grittiness of life’s hardships
Some shiny, beckoning, whispering of avaricious escapes
Sang they to me.

I tossed them from hand to hand, measuring their weight
Feeling their fitted perfection in my palm
As if tailored for me.

Momentarily, I wanted to hold on to the Blues.

Surely I deserved the use of them
Hard earned they were
Each pain personally engraved

It is time to give in…just a little
Have a minute pity party dear, what is it again…
Table for one?

I let them slip from my fingers
and listened not – after all, they were just

Found Blues

Inspiration: The displayed odds and ends in the photo above in varying shades of blue, that I found yesterday while on a walk. Seriously. Including the blue lid they are all arranged upon.

Scaffold of Words

Scaffold of Words

If you cannot feel me through my written words
Then you will never grasp me in person
For my words are the architecture of my inner most parts.
Secret things hung out to dry in front of you.

If I do not resonate with you through my written words
Then you will never hear me when I am there
For standing unguarded and wordless before you
How will you hear the things I long to say to you?

If you cannot see my inner shape through my written words
Then you will see flatness when I lay beside you
For my curves and warmth will have no depth
As you fail to give my frame flesh and heart.

If you say actions speak louder than words
Then you do not realize that words are what form actions
From thoughts, even those unbidden,
All parts of life are upheld by the skeletal scaffolding of words

Written first in our minds.


This is a new thing for me to try, recording my own poetry. It was suggested  by a friend. I would really appreciate feedback as to if you prefer to hear the poem in your own mind, with your own phrasing, or, if it is better to hear how it feels when written?

Thanks <bites nails>


Inspiration: A discussion with a friend.