Guest post by Oonah V Joslin
I have invited some Facebook friends to write guest posts on my blog. The theme is anything about their love of music, and/or how it has influenced their lives. I’m delighted to have my first guest blogger today. Oonah V Joslin is a local poet and writer who creates mesmerising and evocative poems that highlight her considerable gift as a wordsmith. Her latest publication is a beautiful collection of verse called ‘Three Pounds of Cells.’ It can be found on Amazon at the following link and is well worth checking out:
Oonah lives in Northumberland, but originates from Ballymena in Co Antrim. Her first love was poetry and telling stories, and early poems were published in Ballymena Academy's magazine. In 2006 she resigned from teaching, joined writewords.org.uk and became addicted to flash fiction. To her astonishment she won three Microhorror prizes. Oonah's stories and poems have been published in various print anthologies. The first part of her novella 'A Genie in a Jam', is serialised at 'Bewildering Stories'. She was managing editor at Every Day Poets for 5 years after which she became poetry editor at The Linnet's Wings. You can follow Oonah on Facebook or at her blog Parallel Oonahverse.
It’ll come as no surprise that Oonah’s offering on the musical theme is a poem. It was just what I needed to lift my spirits on this wet and dreary Friday morning. Enjoy!
Famous Dave’s -- Oonah V Joslin
(with apologies to Kath and Jim Mickelson)
It’s a top venue
in Minneapolis
the hot-spot of Kool
if you like that sort of thing.
‘Popa Chubby’
I thought he would sing.
And some jazz instrumentals
really swing
but this was just din
if anything
and it was so loud
I couldn’t hear.
It was so loud
it hurt my ears.
So I stuffed in tissues
to block the pain
and I tried to cope
but it was in vain.
And because I
was in such distress
we had to leave
after the first set.
As we left he played
guitar so sweet
Over the Rainbow
gentle and low
such a performance
really hard to beat.
That guy could make
a guitar weep!
Had it not been
for the screaming
guitars amplified
to be heard on Mars
I might have proved
a better guest.
My hosts had done
their level best
but progressive jazz
is not for backward me
no matter how famous
Famous Dave’s may be.