FIRE CAN TURN TO CINDERS Into the deepest valley of emotions I have flown gliding like a hovering dove. So ecstatically swirling in a perpetual motion I did moan hiding from her towering love. A piercing yearn has captured my senses obscuring reality releasing me in a dreamlike state of a perplexing duality. My heart […]Read more "FIRE CAN TURN TO CINDERS"
TIGHT AS A NUT ON A THUNDERBOLT Feel innately the incredibly energetic rhythm of life Similar to our African natives’ celebrative ritual Finding a spiritual fountain of youth through the strife The contagiousness of auspiciousness is surely habitual Exceeding the limits of an exhilarating experience will undercover the hidden marvels of the cosmic jewel […]Read more "TIGHT AS A NUT ON A THUNDERBOLT"
DEMURE DAVID and HIS ESCAPADES Curiously viewing over the crowd his eyes wandered to a flaming redhead. He grappled for words as his speech left him and his heart was throbbing. Notwithstanding he couldn’t pull the trigger to approach her instead he embarrassingly dropped his glasses and the dame crushed them robbing him from his […]Read more "DEMURE DAVID and HIS ESCAPADES"
IN WALKED BUD ( A THELONIOUS MONK LYRIC) Inventive, creative and smart as hell Instinctive clear as a bell He’s comical and he’s a winger Amazing and blazing His fingers are on flying by Distinctive and really sly and followed by all his singers Getting the groove He’s on the move Singing pantomime Feelin’ […]Read more "IN WALKED BUD"
HACKENSACK (A THELONIOUS MONK LYRIC) POEM BY PAUL AMROD I got to be hung on a rack The day is not done till I buy a six-pack I drink it down boldly My aunt she just told me We’re stuck in Hackensack I took the blame and the rap To keep my friend from […]Read more "HACKENSACK"