Blind Rev’ran


Rev Gary Davis — blind blues & gospel singer… and friend.

 

Blind rev’ran
plays the blues

he is legend

his tales of pain
of injustice
the lore of the big muddy

his eyes
earthy brown
turbulent as that river

his truth
a deep current
impossible to escape

his knowing voice
a tempered edge
honed by blues
seasoned
by a kind heart

broadleaf husky
thick as sorghum
smoooooth
as beale street bourbon

the cf martin
swings from a leathered neck
on a tattered strap
stretched and shaped
by the heft of sorrow
poured into the soundhole

marked and scarred
by years of burden
of witness

its character and patina
bear testament
to a genuine soul

from his fingerboard
roll chords of loss
under resonant notes
of struggle

a rhythmic stomp
meters stinging verse

bittersweet memories
of broken promise
failed love

of dirt field
cruel street
back alley
of harsh wisdom

they reverberate
to fill the air

to break my heart
to steal my soul

to make innocence
wanna dance

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rob kistner © 2022

Poetry at: Sunday Muse

 


17 thoughts on “Blind Rev’ran”

  1. I… I… there were so many lines and stanzas I wanted to express appreciation for in this piece, Rob, and then I hit the last line – and BAM – it fits the photo PERFECTLY.

    You blew this one out of the park, Friend.

    Yours,
    David

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