Stormy Blues
rain boxing the windowsill
thunder stomping the roof top
lightening stampede in the field
this time I proceed without the crop
blues massaging my brain
such a soothe
this Ella Fitzgerald mood
removed from the strain and stress
only just space and rest
absent from society's severity
free from anxiety just momentarily
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Join free Log inThe Immortal Wize
When in need, rain can sometimes be a friend in indeed.
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Rain its therapy at its best
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Yes Sir! Love the melodic flow and the blues rhythms of the words---all as beautiful as that of falling rain: "How I wish it would rain..." Peace, Love and Unity.
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You got some real talent, bro. Thanks for sharing
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