A Drink With The Devil ~ Reprise Of A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

I have been admitted to the hospital for a cardioversion to get my heart back in normal  rhythm. I will be released later today. That’s the reason for this reprise. Last night in my dreams I drank with the devil As my band finished a set I set my drumsticks down And sat at the... Continue Reading →

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The Devil’s Challenge Round 2 ~ Reprise Of A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

I have been admitted to the hospital for a cardioversion to get my heart back in normal  rhythm. I will be released on Wednesday. That’s the reason for this reprise. The devil came to challenge me again Said she wanted another chance “You beat me once you son of a gun Grab your pen, let's... Continue Reading →

The Devil’s Challenge ~ Reprise Of A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

I am being admitted to the hospital today for a cardioversion to get my heart back in normal  rhythm. I will be released on Wednesday. That's the reason for this reprise. The Devil came up to Tennessee She said she was looking for me “I'm looking for the Tennessee Poet And he better come talk... Continue Reading →

Was It A Dream? ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

A Poet's dreams are always magical Filled with wonderful images Music fills the air And pens know their time is near The cry of the dragon Is strong in my dreams Calling me back to ancient lands When I get bored I just hop aboard A magic mushroom rocket ship And ride the tails of... Continue Reading →

Black Wind Howlin’ ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

There's a black wind howlin' Lightning's flashing Through the trees Better batten down the hatches The Devil's on the prowl His dark soul's getting closer You can hear his chilling howl Something bad's a coming There's a chill in my old bones There's destruction in the mountains And flooding on the plains There's a black... Continue Reading →

Drum Battle With The Devil – A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

A Sequel to Drink With The Devil It wasn't long before the devil came back after we met at the bar She smiled and said quite casually “I heard you play the drums that night you had a drink with me” “Get to the point my evil friend I see those drumsticks up your sleeve”... Continue Reading →

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