Corner of 23rd & BluesA Poem by Tinasha LaRayé in response to a memorial jazz jam for a fellow songbird gone home too soon - killed by a drunk driver...
& it wasn't what I'd thought it'd be
everyone
sitting around
soaking in her memory
drinking in the melodies
of blues & jazz
& sorrow
the pain heavy
but the silence
heavier
hanging in the pinging conversations
irrelevant to the situation
& rank with alcohol
breath strong from alcohol
the murderer welcomed in
& given a spot at the table
Damn memories
why do you hurt so bad?
© 2010 Tinasha LaRayé |
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Added on April 20, 2010 Last Updated on June 25, 2010 Author
Tinasha LaRayéOKAboutI am because my mother birthed me my father planted me my God created me. Life has unfolded for me in 29 chapters so far with two brothers a smile and a few good memories to show for it. I am because .. more.. |
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