About Deeter

Music and poetry featuring some of the best musicians in metro Detroit.

I had visions of late nights

With you seated in my comfy chair,

Belting out improvised blues, while

I loosely strum the 12 bars and 3 chords

That tell my life’s story.

We would create

Passionate songs about love and lust

Building a unique rhythm

Formed only by us.

Like two dreamers

Who melt into a single fantasy.

Old man in the mirror

An old man watches me through my mirror.

It couldn’t be clearer,

His days are gone.

Like his old hippie song.

Old man staring.

Still wanting, still caring.

Like the mirror’s a door.

And his eyes just a whore

Lost in the past.

Where time moved too fast.

And men would fight for the right to

Want something more.