The Blues ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

I saw her there Alone on the dance floor Swaying to the music She sure looked good As she moved to the Blues She always loved the beat of the Blues As we danced together But tonight we were both alone A cool wind had Come between us And had blown out the flames Of... Continue Reading →

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Another Lonely Night ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

It was one of those nights A night for the lonely When the bar is empty And the bartender Doesn't feel like talking You really want a cigarette But there's no one To smoke one with So you sit alone Nursing your drink Hoping someone Will walk through the door But nobody does So you... Continue Reading →

A Poet’s Emptiness ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

A Poet is a writer An Artist A Philosopher He spends time writing Reading Imagining Searching for words Or a single word It sounds so easy So relaxing It is not It is a constant search Filled with decisions Stress, feelings of inadequacy He works hard To make his poetry rhythmical And when he finishes... Continue Reading →

Ode To Cucumbers ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

Cucumbers are such Magical fruits Or are they Vegetables full of Rooty toot toots? There ain't nothin' finer Than to be sittin' in a diner Eatin' cucumber slices On a plate of fine china When you get tired of waitin' There won't be no hesitatin' The pleasure's in the eatin' The taste just can't be... Continue Reading →

An Unknown Legend ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

He was an unknown legend A hardworking man Always there for his family Providing, teaching, protecting He was their rock Their pillar of strength He taught them right from wrong He had no medals No awards No celebrity status But he had the love And the respect Of his family To them He was a... Continue Reading →

The Magic Of Midnight ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

It is the witching hour In the pale moonlight The wind blows through the trees And the Magic of Midnight has arrived It is the time for lovers And for scoundrels The nocturnal hunting begins By animals and humans Some will be hunters Some will be hunted If you look closely you can see The... Continue Reading →

Country Living Serenity ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

There is a serenity That comes from living In the country Sounds of the city No longer exist You only hear the breeze And Mother Earth's lullabies Sitting in an old wooden rocker On your front porch On a late summer day Letting the peace surround you Feeling it flow through you Cleansing you... renewing... Continue Reading →

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