Fiddle Shale

3 comments
country life, For Fun, Poetry, writing

.

.

Jazz

like honking

geese

rattles me;

too

much. Noisy

.

ruckus flung

on saxophone

songs

 .

Floats like

fire; feathers

smoldered tip to

end.

 .

Pierced eardrums

vibrate. Eyebrows

furrow, squint into

sun.

I shy

away and run

 .

as ash scuttles

spirals

ground-ward.

Downward

 .

feet

stay stoic

until

Rockabilly songs

chip concrete into

bright

shades

of fiddle shale,

 .

Yes! I dance with

Jazz’s

kin –

cousin

father

 .

or maybe mother.

Oh, brother,

my sister’s reeling

with

the African

banjo;

bouncing off

the ceiling.

 .

We land

soaked clean

 .

through

skin. Tight

stomps smother

guitar strumming

covers

hovers –

 .

no matter.

I’m crazy

 .

Wild over

backwoods

Rockabilly

music.

.

.

Do you have a favorite hillbilly, rockabilly, western swing song?

.

.

* photo and  poem by

Simply Darlene

– don’t steal

or I’ll busta

move and throw

a horse  turd atcha

.

.

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3 thoughts on “Fiddle Shale”

  1. How incredible is this? I don’t have a favorite, but my late in life crush is the banjo…I am bribing one of the quick-study fellas in my son’s worship band to pick it up…I so want to hear it when they play. Really glad I found your blog! You writing makes me grin big!

    • Miss Kimberly, I’ve had a thing for the banjo ever since I was a kid watching Hee Haw. I cannot carry a tune in a bucket, but I sure appreciate those who can pick and sing and all manner of musical what-nots.

      Blessings.

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