Show me to the piano, Jonesy.
Strike up along the ivory keys.
Frankie-Baby, sing me a tune.
Blue baby…blue.
A sad hue,
For the way you look tonight.
Leaning against the smoky club wall,
You thought you had it all.
Smoking a cigar while others waited for you to fall.
Lucky, I’m out the door.
Thanks for the drink, but my time is wearing thin.
Send my regards to Sammy and Marilyn.
I wish I had the chance to see them more.
But now I must take my leave,
And say my goodbyes.
To all the boys and my Bright Eyes,
Burning that Rat-a-tat Blue.
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Reviews of "Rat-a-tat Blue "
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on January 15, 2005
Really an interesting poem that is like what Jerry said. I like this.
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on January 15, 2005
Nostaslgic and lovely poem about the fabled ones whose stars still flicker with their essence. Works for me.
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