February Poetry

There was an art opening for young artists (grades 7-12) last night at the Century Center.
A friend gave me a free ticket, so I decided to check it out. Impressive!
I also borrowed a piece of paper from someone and wrote down these poems.
Enjoy!


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lcs 2.1.13

Listening to jazz
outside an art opening
crowd shy with drum envy.

Warm spirits inside
contrast with
tundra cold outside.


Jazz Song

When the drummer’s on break,
I hold myself back
at the round table,

Gold drumkit glistens,
I hold myself back
from stealing his brushes,

I hold myself back
from sitting at his cocktail drumkit,
for a song, for just one more

jazz song.