welcome.

HI and welcome to a world of truths, horror, & laughter.
Sometimes sprinkled with some fiction.
But mainly fragments of my life put to words.
Freedom of speach is the princaple.
Please feel free to leave comments,good or bad.
As i wont be affended.
I truely hope you enjoy my poetry and hope alot of people can relate to what i am writing.
So happy reading
Much love to you all
Kind regards
Kenny xxx

Tuesday 3 July 2012

MR BLUES

And yes the black man.

With his blues.

Helped the guitar cry.

And sigh .

The man also wept & cried .

Tears of joy.

Ran down his face & onto the strat guitars face (headstock).

Down its neck & body.

The hammer ons ..

Belted the guitar.

As if the stratocaster  had done something wrong.

Mr blues.

Slipped & slided all over the guitars fret board.

Fret not stratocaster.

For we are one.

In perfect harmony .

8 two 12 beat bars.

Bartender.

12 of your finest ..

Please.

Was the order.

In which they both played...

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