In Walked Sid
July 3, 2006
This is a fantasy of the mind,
a song of the heart,
and a reality of the soul.
It is a true story:
IN WALKED SID
the saxophone cries harshly
where is Sid
where is Sid
where has that cat gone?
the piano starts to pound
where is Sid
where is Sid
who will play our song?
for so many years he gave anew
what he had received
never held back a single note
while through the reed he breathed
a reality to be understood
an affirmation
that life was good-
to listen not in the way we are told
but in a way that was rather, bold.
JAZZ was his religion
more than any other
saying in a million ways,
you gotta love your brother.
and as a singer never tires of song
and a bee never tires of flowers
we always dug that special man,
we were so damn glad he was ours.
So when we heard that he was gone
we went blue funk into black
as we began to realize
the cat
ain’t ever
comin’ back…
then imperceptibly at first
before we could hear
or see
a song washed onto this shore of souls
and some bop began to be
we couldn’t help but begin to smile
as the sun began to shine
and everywhere a cat could see
things started lookin’ fine…
then Sid blew out a rainbow of notes
to say everything is cool
out here we’re really cookin’ man
and Charlie Parker’s teachin’ school!
1999
breathe peace
July 3, 2006
breathe peace
into your soul
with every step
it is
the way
God is
in this world –
Spirit
2006
inspired by the writings of Tich Nhat Hanh
come dance with me
July 3, 2006
we can dance
in the meadow
of yellowbells
and pink jump julies
we can sing
amidst the lamoreux
and love me trulies
we can giggle
wiggle and pop
bouncing off each cloud
like a wild rain drop
2006
Eternity smiles
May 5, 2006
On a cold still night
moon lights the room.
I hold her upon my lap
a warm tiny bundle.
Her dark eyes
search this space
as we rock in time
with the universe…
qazse 