“Rusted Wind Chime” — a poem by Naylet Leon
A deep, raspy New Orleans jazz
Its staccato notes shoot up my pulse
My legs shiver from that long, wavy vibrato
Born-again in your love, I cry like a baby
Yearning to be
September 7th, 2017
A deep, raspy New Orleans jazz
Its staccato notes shoot up my pulse
My legs shiver from that long, wavy vibrato
Born-again in your love, I cry like a baby
Yearning to be
September 7th, 2017
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”The Artists of Dutch Alley” by Robert Alan Felt
The Sunday Poem is published weekly, and strives to include the poet reading their work.... Robert Alan Felt reads his poem at its conclusion
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