My Walking Blues by Jeffrey Fansler

Quaz | August 11th, 2025 | poetry | No Comments

Poem

“Patience is the game,”
she said,
“when you’re fishing for Truth.”
She was beaten,
and she was bruised:
she was Jesus Christ,
my walking blues.

I think there’s no bait for heart:
you either have love
or you’re dead.

Dedicated to Paula Puolakka

Poet Bio

Jeffrey Fansler is a pen & ink artist. This is his first poem (and maybe the last.)

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