Days in the life of a poet

When life gets too complicated and our hearts and minds seek out what is good and provides us sustenance...poetry is the breath of life. Words allow us to communicate...to express that within us that is most precious and real. We crave that which is familiar and gives us comfort...read and receive*

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Mellow Mood


Never had the pleasure
to dance with Sammy Davis Jr.
never blew trumpets with Satchmo
but…I did laugh, with Curly, Larry and Moe

never met Malcolm or M.L.K., but
their still both heroes of mine
Langston, Maya and Nikki…my favorite poets
they guided me through my prime

listen to Jazz, when I need to relax
has that effect…smooth like that
loved it when my kids were small
those memories mean the most of all*


Jon` B. Crenshaw
Mellow Mood
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