Rainy evening,
And the blues jump out at me!
I've heard that song before -
But not drifting through shallow walls
On Eutaw Street where the sidewalks
Have been rolled up at five...
Rainy evening,
And some sly musical note says
'Close your umbrella and come on in
no need to walk alone'...
'No Fish Today' on the window...
Is this some kind of freaked out restaurant?
The window unveils no tale,
The music wails on,
And with a coward's gait I go in,
And there ain't nothing cooking but four dudes man!
Cooking nothing but some jazz!
And they don't even know its raining...
Ain't nobody wet but me!
That funky sounding jazz steals my blues away!
'No Fish today'!
Ain't serving nothing but soul food -
Music Al A Carte!
Midnite and the sun is out!
Dorothy-I found this delightful, and as always, your imagery is clear and sharp. I could stand in the door and hear the music! Great work. kate
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I would like to translate this poem
Hi Dorothy, It's been many years. I still love your way with words! You always seem to be having fun with words. your poems make me smile. And they are always the truth as you know it. So glad you are still writing as am I