If you see me roaming Woodward Avenue
Down by the Majestic Theater,
I’ll be humming a song and digging the homeless,
Taking in the delicious aroma of pizza
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Hey, Max, I'm talking Woodward Avenue Detroit, the Majestic is one of my favorite rock venues.
Uriah...this is just one of those poems that stay with you. I was in the picture and could see it all. Great power in the details and the atmosphere...it's all about passion and breath!
This is surely one of your best, Uriah. It has some fresh imagery...stuff that we all see but never take it in. I like your take on all of it. Keep writing! Raynette
Uriah, Your poems just seem to flow from you as an extension of your thoughts...This is such a good poem. You make friday nights seem like something to look forward to. sincerely, Mary
the first two stanzas remind me of something Tom Waits might have written early in his career. and that, sir, is a compliment! Jake
I enjoyed readig this Uriah...It was like I was right there with you.
Uriah, and you can take my word for it my friend, you know I'm not a schmoozer, I call them like I see them...this is one of your best poems, buddy. It has more of a classic music to it, nice musings, nothing really bathetic or cornball, though its a bit pop songish, its a really nice, conversational and breezy piece, with some street-wise philosophy behind it. Nice job, dude.
This is a fun one I seem to have missed when I was in N.Y. this summer.