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Friday, September 14, 2012

Metal Chord Voodoo

Conjuring up juke joint ghosts
in a metal chord voodoo
of fingers using a slide on strings
the guitar player hypnotizes souls
to give their bodies to rhythm.

Blues mingles with the smoke
of cigarettes, liquor, and voices
to spread its gospel to ears
that want to hear the bayou
preached on a Saturday night.

Amen’s of “Play it boy” pour
from the faithful who have
spent their week jumping
through hoops for the man
and just want to forget about
what it takes to make a dollar.

A broken Lone Star beer clock
hangs above the head
of the guitarist and his silver slide
evoking a faux hallo glow
as his music invites his tipsy following
to have another drink and give
a generous offering to their waitress.

©Susie Clevenger 2012
 The music video is of my friend Mike Zito. When Laurie at Real Toads used "bottleneck" as a prompt I immediately thought of Mike. The original slide used on the guitar was an actual bottle neck to create the sound. Hop on over to Real Toads and see how others were inspired to use the word "bottleneck.' A Word With Laurie: Bottleneck


Laurie Kolp said...

Susie... you lured me in with your awesome first stanza... and kept it going throughout. I felt as if I were reliving my honky-tonk days! Thanks for participating.

Ellecee said...

Love the blues, love the blues musicians and love the blues bar. Your depiction of both is wonderful and so true of the atmosphere that this music evokes.

Susie Swanson said...

I love this and you have a way of pulling me into the music..What talent.

sreeja harikrishnan said...

This is really musical....loved this...great flow....

Ella said...

This is wonderful! I went in the same direction as you, kind of~
I added the train element(it was in the video and made me think of steel track and strings). I love yours:

" Conjuring up juke joint ghosts
in a metal chord voodoo
of fingers using a slide on strings
the guitar player hypnotizes souls
to give their bodies to rhythm."
This is magical! :D

my heart's love songs said...

love it, love it, love it!!!

you put us right there in that smoke-filled room!

good one!!

Mary said...

Susie, you have created a fine scene here filled with senses and sounds. I bet that waitress does quite well. LOL. (Interesting information about the slide as well!)

Mary Mansfield said...

What a great picture you've conjured up here...I can almost smell the smoke and the whiskey. Great job, Susie!

SaraV said...

Susie, thank you for visiting my blog and for linking with Poets United so I could find your wonderful poems!! I love this, was right there saying" Amen" with the faithful :-) An incredible write.

aprille said...

My goodness, what a write. You can read it with all your senses and then all the musical knowledge you throw in. Impressive.

Kerry O'Connor said...

You created such a rich atmosphere in this poem, Susie.

Kim Nelson said...

Oh my goodness, yes! I'm feeling that delightful glow one develops in the company of good blues. This piece announces the fact that you are intimate with music.


Sherry Blue Sky said...

Your friend can certainly rock it, Susie. Love the video and your poem.

Hannah said...

The lure in forgetting momentarily the responsibilities of the week and just let go...captured well...love the language and tone. Well written, Susie!!

Heaven said...

Those fingers and hands are such magical...nice music clip Susie ~

That last stanza captures him very well ~ Great job ~

Scriptor Senex said...

Those were the days my friend,
We thought they'd never end...

A great vision conjoured up there, Susie, and your friend Mike can really play!

Marian said...

having worked as a waitress in a music club, i had to chuckle thinking about the "offering" for the waitress. heh.

Kim Nelson said...

"Speak grace
with your lips
so karma
will return with joy."

With your permission, I shall copy this into MY writing journal. Brilliant!!!

BTW~ THRILLED to know you a feeling better.

Teresa said...

What a creative take on bottleneck. I love the feel of this one. It could easily lure me back to my bartending days and nights!

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