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Bourbon Street
Tuesday September 13th 2005, 7:10 pm
Filed under: General,poetry
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Heavy steps on drunken feet
Join jazz beats
Wake me from my sleep
Now knowing the mess
Of death
Homes no longer possessed
I long for laughter’s flight
Pouring out with doorway light
Into a warm Louisiana night
My ache finds it’s heart
Safely here, this world apart
Like a shiny penny tossed
I have arrived with nothing lost
My luck in placid water stands
And grants my wishes where it lands
That tonight may come a melody
That brings my peace to those in need
May these pennies bring sweet dreams tonight
In the darkness of New Orlean’s plight

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I just re-read this and I felt inspired to thank you for bringing this poem into the world. Your reading of it on P4P #7 was wonderful and heartbreaking, but I was surprised to find that the words read silently to myself retain the gravity of your voice. I think I have overdosed myself a bit on the ‘coverage’ of this event and your words have helped to orient my sorrow, fear, and anger toward a place of reverence and hope.

Comment by The Filmnerd 09.19.05 @ 8:52 am

Ah, C-Bug, how beautifully you. Thank you for these words of compassion. Love.

Comment by Sue 10.19.05 @ 11:53 am

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