Treme, New Orleans ( Fish and Chips )

And a woman sits on her

Porch, and  you could see

All of New Orleans from it

And all her life has been Psalm

91, and Mogen David  wine and

And making wishes come true

On a Singer sewing machine

And she reaps what she sews

And James Brown reminds her 

That we won’t quit, until we get our

Share; that life may deliver the left

Hook that brings up down, but Jesus

Will give us the courage to get up again

And keep going

Fish and chips and gumbo and

The sounds of Treme from a

Sewing Macinine

Always find a way to keep going…

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Listening To Neil Young After A Snowstorm

the sound flows through my ears

like hot chocolate, baptizing

the back of my throat

i see visions of old hippies

sitting in a circle, lost on

waves of melody

a cinnamon girl is a 

bell bottomed dream

i see her braless nipples

like bullets through her 

t-shirt, i smile at her

and she reciprocates

“we only have one country left”

says the bearded man

“let’s save it, while we still can”

we get high on the 70s as the

joint is passed around

you can always find freedom

in the sound