Friday, June 10, 2011

The Street Singer



The Street Singer



I'm standing here with  my cap in hand 
Singing for people all over this  land.
A thousand songs I know, or more,  
So throw me a shilling ,
I'll sing you a score.

Not for me a band to play,
 For I am singing 
Through towns everyday 
No hotels,no bed to lay,not enough money,
 To make my way 
.
People smile as they pass on by, 
They sometimes ask me the reason Why ?
I'm not a star on a Broadway show 
Or on TV I will never go.

For a smile is enough from a passer by, 
The street is my stage and my light the sky.  
I am not well dressed as you can see,
But I will sing you a song 
Even for free!

Submitted to dVerse Poets  Open link Night 

11 comments:

  1. Tugs my heart. We have a number of street singers in here, most are blind, hoping that passersby drop a coin in their cans. This is a great write. Peace and blessings to you :)

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  2. We get street singers a lot in Wexford its a great area for music and we have an opera festival which is every year. The whole town hums with all types of music.

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  3. Lyrical poetry with touching thoughts, a true bard. I am glad to read your words ~ Rose

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  4. oh nice - i love street musicians and your poem sings a song of his own...lovely

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  5. I love buskers - they seem so gutsy and free. Your poem captures that essence very nicely.

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  6. Hey you paint a great picture here Art and expression for the love of it - what a fine message - nice job

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  7. clink...theres a little silver in your case sir...thanks for singing us a song...love street singers personally...

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  8. Wonderful capture of street musicians, most can be such fun to listen and watch, great song appeal to your piece too.

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  9. That is the very best kind of singing, for no other reason than for the love of it, and for sharing. And I imagine the ones in Ireland are the most passionate.

    Liked this a lot.

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  10. Lovely poem, though London buskers aren't always as generous as in your writing. Great job!

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  11. Amateurs are lovers; this reminded me of the Washington Post article about Joshua Bell playing in the Metro. We don't often appreciate the gifts we are given.

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All comments appreciated ...thank you Ken