West Coast Blues Poem

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Out on the West Coast, where the sun sets low,
A salty breeze, and waves that glow,
There's a bluesy rhythm, in the air,
A soulful vibe, beyond compare.
Guitars wail, with a moody tone,
As singers croon, in a melancholy zone,
Tales of heartbreak, love gone wrong,
The West Coast Blues, a heartfelt song.
Drums keep time, with a steady beat,
Bass lines thump, with a pulsing heat,
Horns add flavor, to the groove,
As the West Coast Blues, begin to move.
It's a musical journey, with soulful notes,
From the golden beaches, to the foggy coasts,
A sound that resonates, with emotion deep,
The West Coast Blues, a treasure to keep.