Cornmoon Whiskey Dance

Da Dum, Da Dum, Da Dum...and I saw your face...

 

 My heart
is pretty jazzed
my legs are winged

to dancing and I hear
saxophones tiptoeing
trumpeting the bass

drums beating

 Da dum,
Da dum, Da dum

…and I see your face.

 

the cornmoon beaming
           spotless over waters
whiskey rivers ever flow
          my mind is adoring
     I love you, I love you

fish jigging jamborees
saxophones tiptoeing
trumpeting the bass

 

drums beating
Da dum,

Da dum,Da dum

…and I see your face.

 

trees wave their branches
         above hugging waves
bursts of light
        waltz amidst thunder

drops drowning fires
     drop, drop, drop,

     glory splendor be

saxophones tiptoeing
trumpeting the bass

 

drums beating
Da dum,

Da dum, Da dum
da dum,

da dum, da dum

 

…and I see your face

Author's Note

I had fun the original day I wrote this poem...of course I have played a litle more with it since then. Tell me what you think.