Tonight I think I'll play the blues <br />I'll get on a stage with others I don't know <br />A bass player, a drummer, another guitar <br />We'll try to improvise a song on a stage for show <br />But it's just a chance to plug in and play <br />and to let heart and fingers display <br />the inner feelings and emotions hidden away <br />that find a way out someway <br />when I pick and pluck strings in a certain way <br />and hold some bend some and make a moment stand still <br />feel inside sometimes a tingling or a chill <br />that comes up from my soul <br />and expression makes me feel more whole <br />Some people say the blues can heal <br />And let a broken heart remember how to feel <br />and cry out in in a howling wail <br />a personal tale, that words can't begin to say <br />but come out somehow when I play <br />It takes me some nerve to get up on stage <br />I'm too shy and concerned for someone my age <br />But somehow today I suddenly feel the urge <br />to play, to push my blues away<br /><br />JAMES T. ADAIR<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/push-my-blues-away/
