I am the blues #poem by Bohdan Yuri

I am the blues,
a heartfelt cry
swirled in a storm,

a battered stone
drifting inside the ghost
of the wind’s dust,
tossed by distress,

in my words,
a memory
of ancient voices,
a melancholy rasp, lamenting,
a cry out for losing control.

cosmic melodies,
of delicious loves,
and worn out souls;
the cruel echoes
that survived
the ages of our lives,

I am the blues
and I will always
survive
after each storm.

(Surface Online Magazine 2004)