"You can try to drown us... You can pour oil all over us, but the soul of this city (New Orleans) lives on in its music"~Quint Davis; Jazz & Heritage Foundation
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Can I Hear ?
Can I hear?
By Jacquelyn Hughes Mooney©03
Can I hear your poem today?
All the prepositions, synonym, antonyms…
And the confunctions at the junction.
Words…
Words
And words whose lips met and ah, a metaphor was caught up in the sigh!
I want to hear your poem today.
That provokes and prevents…
To pierce and stay, parade and swing and rapidly escalate my heart.
You who conjugate all the nouns, pronouns, adjectives and adverbs
That congregated and held a caucus at the Washington mall.
Can I hear your poem today?
Blowing rhymes that chimes…
The ones that encourage…
And the ones that discourages you from hurting just one more day.
Let me, this Big City Woman demonstrate and not regulate….
What your muse does to me.
Nothing taste as good as these words…
And words…
And words…
And words that feel so good on my skin.
Can I hear your poem today?
So I can feel alive and all others can stride
I want to hear your poem today.
May I?
Can I? May I?
Can I?
May I persuade you to say your poem t me, so I can sway?
I don’t want to trip over the words from your lips.
Can I hear your poem today?
I want to skim some of the morning mist’s lift off your words.
To embellish and enhance me
Words are the voice of my heart…
Can I hear your poem today?
All rights reservedJHM ‘Muse me chapter 6-3-03©
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