Ode to Richie Sambora

OK, this one, from Oz (Glenn Osrin over at the Examiner) really made me smile...

The folllowing is an adaptation of an Elizabeth Barrett Browning poem:
How do we love thee, Richie Sambora? Let us count the ways.

We love thee to the blues-driven riff and the power cord bite.

Our souls quiver and yearn, beguiled by your might.

To the core of our being, those soulful brown eyes we embrace.

We love thee near and far, young and old

So much that when seated in the Circle we are driven mad; inexplicably bold.

Most loyal and desperate need by light of day and solo spotlight

We love thee freely as critics strive for enlightened sound and sight

We love thee purely, your non-chalance, the Aw-shucks smile does delight

We love thee with a passion that we hope and dream to use

You soothe old griefs and heartbreak with root beer brown eyes

Undiscovered soul, oh purveyor of soft sensuous Blues

We love thee with a love we seemed to lose to Life’s constraints

We love thee with all laughter, tears, alone, or as Bon Jovi’s stylistic mate

We love thee for the playfulness, vulnerability, and cool

We love thee for the stoic walk

You inspire us to Overcome

You teach us how to make it through

We love thee for your vulnerability, your cool

Your sense of style

The Master's way the stringed ax you do blaze

And if it be that God divines

Rock critics stupidity does distress

Then know you’ve thoroughly rocked millions of us

We love you

To know you is to love you

For all of Us, you truly bless.


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Thanks, Oz :)

~ Hath