Saturday, November 30, 2013

NEW POEM: BABY BROTHER BLUES


Talvikettu (Winter Fox), 2012-13 by Paula Mela

BABY BROTHER BLUES

When I woke up this morning
The light was fulla ghosts
When I woke up this morning
That sun was streaming ghosts
There's no place that don't have 'em
From caprock to the coast

My brown-eyed baby brother
He ain't with us no more
My brown-eyed baby brother
He ain't with us no more
The darkness kept on knocking
And he walked through that door

My mama and my daddy
They said they loved him same
My mama and my daddy
They said they loved him same
But mama held me closer
And handed me her name

The place we learn injustice
Live mighty close to home
The place we learn injustice
It mighty close to home
We learn to keep our mouth shut
Before we ever roam

It ain't my fault we lost him
They tell me that's a fact
It ain't my fault we lost him
A silver-dollar fact
But what I wouldn't do now
To whistle him on back


© Maggie Jochild; 30 Nov 2013, 11:37 am

3 comments:

Margot said...

Beautifully simple and moving. Blues-poetry, poetry-blues... I can't see the join.

Margot said...

Beautifully simple and moving. Blues-poetry, poetry blues... I can't see the join.

Minnie said...

Thanks.