Another inspired by the blues I listened to on my road trip today. I have to say, while there are scenic road trip guides, this is the first time I’ve driven the beautiful country roads of Morgan and Monroe Counties in Indiana. I had never even heard about how beautiful the spaces between the nature preserves are. If you get a chance, you should drive them. Even the gravel and dirt passages were utterly amazing.
The Mystery of Crow by Michael Doyle How then does one even begin Perhaps in remembering back to when That is the when of the meeting of crow And how the groove was stolen from Smokey Joe There on the mountain that changed On the path that somehow rearranged That sparkle of something from nothing Until that sparkle outshone everything A songbird just outside the window In life's allusion lived within a shadow And orange oriole blossoms into crow of night Self assured, crow weaves its dark delight Crow offers his bangles of divine mastery As it soars through the pages of blues history There it is that it begins in that whirlwind With rhythm and passion dancing as friends Sugar cane memories passing by While the crow flies on high It's a Carolinian sort of soul shake As life offers up the purity of heartbreak (c) June 14, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved