Muddy Waters Haiku

butterflies
Photo by Quang Nguyen Vinh

Muddying waters

It is how one finds oneself

Stuck in the mire

Mini Troubadoura 2019 (uj)

"I rambled all the time. I was just like that, like a rollin' 
stone. Man, you don't know how I felt that afternoon when 
I heard that voice and it was my own voice".
                                         --Muddy Waters

Please visit my busking and poetry blog at theminitroubadoura.com

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