Poemorama at Paper Poetry
Singin’ Through the Storm
An Italian sonnet: a tribute to the artist, Robert Pete Williams

Dear Lord, that storm-filled night, a bar-room brawl Wretched damfool, prison, walls cry the blues My slide guitar sounds out salvation’s call Prayin’ to leave, tappin’ worn-out black shoes Empty laundry room, my Carnegie Hall Just soakin’ with blame, wash me of accuse Jesus, hear me I’m in for a long haul Music, my solace, free from jail abuse.
I had been sussed, beggin’ for more sweet sound Freedom struck me, pardoned up, and walked out Under bright lights, jammin’, strummin’, and rolls On stage each night, road trips, I had been found Merciful me, ain’t got reason to pout Gracious, you been watchin’ over ma soul.
Copyright reserved. Kimberly Hampton Nilsson April 5, 2022
Thank you for reading this unusual poetry form; an Italian sonnet, # 5 in the Poemorama of poetry prompts. It is a tribute to one of the greatest American Blues musicians; Robert Pete Williams (1914–1980.) A big thank you to Sandy Oppenheimer for extending her astounding paper art for the illustration of this piece.
Carolyn Hastings, Italian sonnets are challenging. Thank you for this opportunity to learn and practice
Christine Graves, thank you for your list of one-word prompts for April. In the above sonnet, I have included storm and fool.






