festivals

BIKE FEST TO MAKE IT ALL GO AWAY

HOPE EVERYONE SAFE. I FEEL VERY LUCKY BUT I KNOW THERE WAS A LOT OF DESTRUCTION. GRATEFUL TO BE ALIVE AND CELEBRATED A BIT!  WILL READ AND COMMENT ABOUT YOUR EXCEPTIONAL BLOGS/POETRY TOMORROW…

(scroll down for YouTube video)

High on the wind

Stumbling a crooked trajectory

Feel drunken, drugged

Decompressed

Sitting through the Bike Fest set-up

Blown palm branches to be avoided

Heat, clouds

AC/DC’s TNT blasts

I shout along

Bopping my head

Food aroma

Crustacean sandwiches

Philly steaks

Funnel cakes

Coffee beans permeate

My eyes so sandman-heavy

With post-hurricane

Cauldrons of assaulting scents

Christina Rossetti asked

“Who has seen the wind

Neither I nor you”

But we have seen what the wind can do

Tired yet alive!

Undefeated champion of another storm…

 

© 2016 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: 2016 Hurricane Matthew

YouTube video, AC/DC TNT  https://youtu.be/kR6pxe8jaMs

JOHN DENVER’S GHOST

 

This is the year

I do a string of

Florida festivals

That come only in spring

But so want to see

Live music relevant to me

Today was the Blueberry one

Lovely weather

Terrific food

Taboo food

For a dieter

Blueberry pie with cream

Blueberry shortcake with cream

Blueberry funnel cake fried, no cream

Sigh…

And crafts and clothes

So expensive

But a small tent

With a man playing

The unmistakable

“Jamaican Farewell”

On a steel drum

Held in one hand

Made from a large can

That may have once held

Industrial-sized

Peaches in heavy syrup

Painted brightly

With chords

Who could resist?

I couldn’t

Bought it and in the car

Played “Leaving on a Jet Plane”

(The only ukulele song I know by heart)

And, oh, I know

John Denver’s ghost

Threw back its head

And laughed in delight

And the tune came out right

Music, at last…

 

© 2016 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: My new steel drum & blueberries