My Irritations, Aggravations and Inspirations

July 3, 2011 “back alley blues”

“back alley blues”


a slash of diagonal gray

slices through a thin crack in the skyline

dirty sunlight seeps down

dingy back alley walls

dripping between black buildings

dark spaces

with filthy faces

lazy, sleepy eyes

of half open windows

look through cataract curtains

half blind

pain lined

weeping sooty tears

of faded flowers

and the faded laundry

of real life

over jagged scars

of fire escapes

offering no escape

from life behind the curtains


oily air

crawls heavily along narrow passages

oozing over stained floors

behind chained doors

bearing the murmurous din

and stagnant sin

of a living city

and faint whispers

of far away

consonant strains

as a blues guitar wails

and a blues man sings out

for a better day

©tlh 7/3/11

Photo: tlh


4 responses

  1. Wow…what a marvelous poem…such powerful imagery….just a brilliant work of art.

    July 3, 2011 at 7:31 am

    • Thank you, Charles…really, I appreciate a comment like this from one for which I have such great respect.

      July 3, 2011 at 12:05 pm

  2. Well done … soulful and heartfelt

    Best wishes … D.

    P.S. we’re neighbors now, I just relocated to Alabama!

    July 6, 2011 at 6:49 am

  3. lifeinarecipe

    Bravo! A work of art..vivid…and ignited all the senses!

    July 18, 2011 at 10:08 pm

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