My Man Done Me Wrong Blues

Melissa is hosting  dVerse Poetics in the Pub. She asked us to read the lyrics and listen to the song "Folsom Prison Blues" by Johnny cash ~ and write a poem about whatever it evokes for us. 

The poem I share today was written and the video recorded long ago ~ never published. I felt the poem fit Melissa's 'prison' challenge and maybe it was time to post!!

Migrant Mother, Dorothea Lange

My man he gone and left me, done me wrong

my man he gone and left me, done me wrong 

left me with three young'uns 

to raise up good and strong

My mama taught me good, she did

my mama taught me good

taught me everything she could

before she walked that street called "skid"

My mama taught me good, she did

she taught me real good 

i'm just a-wishin' and a-longin'

for them good ole days

I don't need no man to make me whole 

I don't need no man to make me whole

Cause there ain't no man alive

can steal my soul

CHEERS EVERYONE !!

 Last dVerse Poets Post of 2025! Anything Goes!!

Hey look me over 

white hair and all

livin’ my best years havin’ quite a ball

don’t count me out folks

 don’t pass me by

I figure because I’m still here on this earth 

you’re stuck with me – oh my 

and I’ll be up on my Facebook

Pinterest and more

the  New Year is coming 

don’t know what’s in store

I’m a little bit goofy and full of cheer 

so let me give you some

to the New Year 

here we come !!

Candyland ~

Lillian has us dreaming of candy in the dVerse Pub ~ I preface this video by declaring I'm too old to be embarrassed by anything ~ anymore!!!

payday today / out for some fun

my guys Mike and Ike / well, I sure ain't no nun

dancin' boots on / lookin' good and plenty hot

those 'big hunk bars' / we're givin' 'em a shot

sugar daddies / sugar babies / red hots too

good and plenty sweet tarts / givin' you a clue

when the night has ended / star burst fills the sky

bouncer Mr. Goodbar says / time to say bye-bye!

Boo!!

 Woondogger Witch

there are facts that I should tell you

'bout the evil things I do

powers that I've  been granted

hexes, spells .. curses too

not every curse is evil

harmless spells exist

depends on how I’m feeling

happy, vengeful, sad .. or pissed

good spells to solve your problems

help you sleep at night

make you want to love me

squeeze me oh so tight

bad spells should you misstep

hurt me with words and deeds

I've potions, incantations

voodoo and magic beads

when the moon is waxing

I'm at my very best ..

I've given you fair warning

don’t put me to the test

Mr. Springsteen

Mr. Springsteen, I’ve got a tiny wish for mankind

A plea

That you would travel out west Mr. Springsteen

Oh could you make that happen sometime soon.

Mr. Springsteen it’s been a while since I heard you sing

Up close

Two thousand four to be exact, Mr. Brucie

Oh won’t you make it happen sometime soon

Think of all the time that’s passed

Oh I’d be so happy to hear at last

E Street band and Patti too

Songs you wrote the old, the new.

Brucie honey does anything I’m asking make sense

Do tell

I got my boots and my hat Mr. Springsteen

So hurry to the Wild West tonight.

Mr. Springsteen our planet seems a bit out of synch

Right now

Needin’ an intervention quick, Mr. Boss Man

Oh won’t you make it happen tonight.

Mr. Springsteen a bit of Christmas cheer is my wish

This year

For friends and family alike Mr. Boss Man

Oh won’t you make it happen real soon.

Think of all the awesome sights

Out here in the mountains

Starry Snowy nights

Pack your gear with magic dust

In you Bruce I placed my trust.

Brucie darling I wonder if I’ve asked for too much

This year

There’s always next year my friend Mr. Springsteen

So put me on your schedule right now

Put me on your schedule right now

Put. me. on. your. schedule. right. now.

Imagine Him Green

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I have a greenish gecko
Gordy is his name
our bond is based on mutual respect
he's clever .. a genius .. top of his game!

My Gordy is a witty chap
high finance his middle name
Wall Street his fiscal milieu
money his claim to fame!

Greed is good he proudly boasts
money is all that matters ..
need a friend ~ go get a dog
don't want a dog ~ go write a blog

All around him chaos
portfolio way way down
a pauper in the making 
his future is Crumble-town!

Gordy has few options
needs to fix things fast
liquidity is his preference
thus the die is cast!

retrieve the cash he stashed away
 though he did no wrong 
my Gordy is a clever chap
knew it all along!

pays to love 'the gecko'

green as he can be $$$$

now 'we' live the good life 

my Gord-o man and me!

Honky Tonk Blues

Bill Doggett ~~ February 1916 - November 1996 

Gonna sit myself down

Churn out some of that

Old time honky tonk music

Feelin' be-boppin' crazy

Rip roarin' ready

Finger snappin' groovy

Flowin' with the rhythm

Write that song while I

Move to the beat

Snap my gum

Tap my feet

Boogie-Woogie, ragtime

It's in my core

I'm a honky tonk woman

And a whole lot more

Long Time Ago ~ Video