So many versions of this blues standard. But this is my favorite.
But the first blues song I remember hearing was this. Wore the grooves off this album.
Hesitation
Tag: RagtagDailyPrompt
Cards
Been living my life
One card shy of a full deck
Loving every deal
Had one up my sleeve
Bluff called before I could leave
Cuff usurped the sleight
Fifty two skiddoo
Had no clue what I should do
Cut the cards and flew
Niche
nouveau riche caste search
never achieves the rich niche
gaude sublimate
with garish accoutrements
gauche ticky tacky gild trash
Stake Out
I thought I was done
Until I became undone
Who on earth does that
Stick a fork in me
Be gentle. Try not to hurt
I bleed out easy
Just flip me again
I can take it cause I'm tough
And getting tougher
Improperly seared
Becoming dry and chewy
Now a good shoe sole
Eggshells
Spending time around
A person you feel the need
To walk on eggshells
Whenever they're near is like
Walking on gilded splinter
Fragile treading way
To walk on pins and needles
Not making a sound
Puts a deep hurt on the sole
Would rather walk on sunshine
Desanguination
Well placed tourniquet
May staunch national bleeding
But an infusion
Of decency is called for
Replenish dearth of honor
Best people promised
Delivered hucksters and frauds
Germ deniers all
Not a washed hand in the bunch
But they sure do dress purty
Cherished by a once
Aspirational nation
Transfusion needed
From those that have sold the truth
For their own capital gains
Protect us Prospectus
Finish your dinner
There are children starving
In ____________________
In ____________________
In ____________________
In ____________________
That was mom's refrain
Card carrying member
Of Depression Era
Clean plate club
Pick the country du jour
There were hungry people
There are hungry people
Getting hungrier
Very soon
Getting hangry
And hangrier
Sure aid measures
Are stop gap
Now we will see
When we stop
Stopping the gap
Around the world
And here at home
I was lucky then
I am lucky now
But as the prospectus states
Past performance
Is no guarantee
Of future performance
One of life's fine print
Little disclaimers
Troubles
Many years ago
I packed up all my troubles
In an old kit bag
It was too heavy for me
So left it on the roadside
I feel terrible
Not only for littering
But for who finds it
I bet they thought it was cash
Woe and misery instead
Lizzie
Free Association when I see the word “latch”
Shut the door
Lock and latch it
Here comes Lizzie
With a brand new hatchet
Not the first time I posted this little ditty
Pretty sure it won’t be the last
Not In Your Ears
A Scroll Threw Life 