Jitterbug Poem by Will Davis

JITTERBUG
A tribute to Glenn Miller

Rock and roll
and reel about
move those feet
and turn around
time to swing
time to shout

sway away
from side to side
up and over, open wide
listen to the trumpets blare
bugle boy, you’re going home
fighting's finished, it's over now

played the music, fast and quick
a tune to dance, follow the licks
of the clarinet and the drums
twirl around,
twirl around
back on the floor again.

In the mood—
that's where you get me.
In the mood—
I'm going crazy.
In the mood—
the rat-a-tat-tat ta-tat-a tat of bullets are gone.

No more war.

Zev Davis