My Self Portrait as Blues

I been made with momma's nape neck sweat,

daddy’s clenched jaw;

June comes falling apart out back.

I been hearing rain turn into damage and careening 

into shallow rivers 

I been watching full oaks shaking heat and 

riddle big horizons blue-green-

I been putting myself into the sea.

I been hearing momma's hollering me home from dusk -

I been having to fix my own dinner now.

 I been weathering winters of no heat,

I been a raucous inside God’s lifted ear.

I been stumble-leaning 

 blind in night cities without the other man 

to bring me into ditches.

I been sorry the way sorry was brush stroked-

made myself a sad bottom lip too many times.

I been painting hell and trying to understand

Heaven too long, I been fearing God like that,

to be cursed like a man,

been fighting like an American,

been waiting up cold nights, amber and imagining 

a distant lovers sleep-sigh draw notes 

out and out and out 

with blessed high-humming.

I been suffering this in a state of grace.

Reviews

[J3ssInJupit3r]

I truly felt as if I was meeting you, just by reading your words. Beautiful and you seem like a beautiful soul based off of what you shared. Showing small glimpses of yourself to reveal to the fans who you really are. I really enjoyed this. Thank you for sharing this piece of you.

[britishkid16]

Thank you very much for all of your kind and thoughtful words. Thank you for taking the time to go on the journey.

Regards,

BK16