The Adrian Mitchell blues (Christmas 2008)
I use rock and jazz and blues rhythms because I love that music.
I hope my poetry has a relationship with good-time rock’n roll.
– Adrian Mitchell (Shadow Poet Laureate; 1932-2008)
Woke up this mornin’
Got a space within my bed
Woke up this mornin’
Got a face that’s full o’ dread
Woke up this mornin’
Got a bass within my head
Playin’ the Adrian Mitchell blues
The Adrian Mitchell blues
Bump
Crump
Frump
Grump
Thumpin’ out the Adrian Mitchell blues
The Adrian Mitchell blues
Hump
Lump
Rump
Slump
Trumpin’ out the Adrian Mitchell blues
The Adrian Mitchell blues
Woke up one mornin’
And found that you were dead
Woke up one mornin’
And found a world of lead
Woke up one mornin’
And found all you had read
Writin’ the Adrian Mitchell blues
The Adrian Mitchell blues
Bound
Crowned
Drowned
Frowned
Poundin’ out the Adrian Mitchell blues
The Adrian Mitchell blues
Ground
Hound
Mound
Round
Soundin’ out the Adrian Mitchell blues
The Adrian Mitchell blues
But now my head is better
Read so much of what you wrote
Nearly every single letter
Heard the words sing from your throat
I’ll always be your debtor
You will always get my vote
The perfect antidote
Our greatest ever… pote
Floatin’ out the Adrian Mitchell blues
The Adrian Mitchell blues
Floatin’ out
the Adrian Mitchell
blues
in all
their laureate hues
The Adrian Mitchell blues
The Adrian Mitchell blues
The Adrian Mitchell blues
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