The Blues

Poetry

By A. F. Stewart Last updated Jul 27, 2015

Sing those blues
Sing those blues, baby,
toes tapping in dusty shoes

Beat of the music
that stirs your soul.
Wail the notes,
that wake the night.

Sing those blues, baby,
Out to the Mississippi river
and down Memphis way.

Poem

A. F. Stewart

I hail from Nova Scotia, Canada and I write speculative fiction. In other words I'm a fantasy and sci-fi geek who has to avoid frostbite on her extremities in the winter. I've written and independently published a few poetry and short fiction collections, a couple of non-fiction books about action movies, and I'm the author of the dark fantasy novella, Chronicles of the Undead.

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2 Comments

Nancy Denofio says 13 years ago
You must have been a song writer once. I have listened to some recent songs especially the one about all the people in my small town are dead and dying, and it hits home, everytime I hear it, it sounds a great deal about those poetic memoirs which I write, taking all those little things out and writing about them. Keep writing, I am sure you have more. Sincerely, Nancy
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1. A. F. Stewart says 13 years ago
  Thanks, Nancy. I don’t about being a songwriter though; I doubt most of my poetry would make the top of the charts.
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