Blues Trade Comments

beautiful poem; written beautifully- I tried to love the thought That I wasn't walking with the dead.../// enjoyed I to read this

Kangaroos, flying foxes and the like (as per your comment) are among the greatest audiences anyone can have (and I say that in fervent sincerity) – you didn’t know but I was included in “the like” because I heard it too in all its quiver-melancholia in that deep dark, Australian night in the waning light of the yellow moon (all the way from South Africa) . Always wondered why I wasn’t born a tree, a mongoose or a butterfly or the like.

Geoffrey, I love this poem.

Geoffrey, this is my second visit to this poem and it seems more rewarding than the first. Thanks and Congrats.

Your poem makes me think of the musicians of NOLA..very colorful and soulful poem..

with beautiful rhyming and flow this is a nice poem. I'm standin here at the crossroads In the darkest hour of night Please don't trade me here on the delta Cause I am the bluesman of black light .... is the gist of the whole poem that is so gripping. Deserves to be the poem of the day.

Congratulations Geoffrey... A melodious song in deep pain

Congrats for being chosen for poem of the day. Sad but also beautiful flowers. Thank you for sharing.

There are lyrics to songs which are poems, and there are poems that can be set to music. But those are mostly the exceptions to the rule. No sense selling your soul to cross that line.

A great lyrical poem shared nicely. Thanks for sharing and congratulation for being selected as the poem of the day.

Its late now you see The yellow moon on the wane and in the cold light of it My song will be of pain..................sweetest melodies are the painful melodies. Congrats.

Its late now you see The yellow moon on the wane and in the cold light of it My song will be of pain - - - - - - - I'm standin here at the crossroads In the darkest hour of night A highly lyrical poem. Thanks for the sharing.10.

interesting... This poem has appeared twice spaced exactly one year apart to the day, Has Poemhunter perhaps fallen into the control of computer friendly robots....Mmhh maybe eh? Wonder what metal, carbon fibre and droid blues are like. Geoffrey.

a melancholy poem that could be sung out loud? about the loss of something most held dear! ..... wonderfully written GF.

Crossroads! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Michael, your comments are appreciated very much. Geoffrey.

Awful to see your guitar gone. Blues music and poetry go together as your well-constructed ballad demonstrates. Fine writing I think.

A great piece of blues writing I sang it ad lib and it sounded great thanks

A tinge of sadness stretching to cover the atmosphere from yellow moon down to the solemn scene on the earth. It is an immense masterpiece. Thanks & Congrats to you. I cried to you for mercy / It just made you wail so sad and in the cold light of it / My song will be of pain

I love verse that can be sung though I'm no singer and no guitar player either. But this has a great melody to it. This one gives me the same feeling as the Spanish poet, Garcia Lorca's gypsy songs. Great piece, Geoffrey