Had to Be Free of Him Poem by Joan Pond

Continually Deadened

As peristalsis,
I had to rid my system.
A molting of skin
from without and within.
I simply had to be free
of him.
The duodenum
the cerebellum,
any sense of his being.
He was an infection
to be purged.

I’m lighter now,
perhaps in the head.
But better
than continually,
deadened.

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Born in Texas Lyrics by David Michael Jackson

I WAS BORN IN TEXAS

I was born in Texas and raised in Louisiana
an’ I’m goin’ down to alabam
gonna eat me some good smoked ham
head on down to New Orleans
with my baby in them sweet blue jeans
but I ain’t goin back to Texas
I was born in Texas and raised in Louisiana
an’ I’m goin’ down to Baton Rouge
gonna find me som Cajun food
head on down to New Orleans
with my baby in them sweet blue jeans
but I ain’t goin back to Texas
An’ you don’ have to ask why
I know it’s plain to see
the Texas blue sky
has seen the last of me

I was born in Texas and raised in Louisiana
an’ I’m goin’ down to Tennessee
gonna find out what they have to eat
head on down to New Orleans
with my baby in them sweet blue jeans
but I ain’t goin back to Texas
no I ain’t……goin’ back to Texas

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Just Write a Poem Poem By David Michael Jackson

So,
we’ll just write a poem
yessir
just sit down and write
a poem of love
of rescue, of
summer breeze and
removal of hate,
a poem that says
we were here
and the flowers were wiser,
and the animals were wiser than we,
we rescuers of ourselves,
always rescueing ourselves.
Be like my cat.
See how she
loves,
truly loves the
cream.

Stevie Ray and Albert King

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=gZB57b3lPQE#!
Albert King & Stevie Ray Vaughan — In Session 2010 1983

Yeah I know. I’m on a Stevie Ray Vaughan kick. This is a new one and long one, a concert. My concert series. That’s it.
Two Blues greats enjoy each other’s company and play.
What’s better than good company and music? Food? Break out the chips baby!

the groove poem by H.E. Hasben

smoke a joint, man, I mean
get off center,
cruise.
You ever cruise?
Yeah man just
gliiiiiiide
let the winds take you
man.
That woman she done said too much
done
let go of the groove.
Man there were days when
it flowed, the
groove,
like molassis on a hot stove.
we were young then
things mattered, we still thought
things mattered,
like we were young actors
waiting for discovery and
not knowing what that meant.
Yeah man those were the days
Chill out dude
time will get you quickly enough
so let the fresh air in
and grooooove
dude