Poems from znmartin25
Listen to jazz
not with who what where when why how
but DAMMIT YES!
Coffee coffee wake
Grandfather from his restful sleep
I should like to hear him speak
Pissing up a hill
Watching it roll down and back
Tap dancing away
My generation has much
opportunity no guidance
teach us your lessons
Portland sounds rainy
Like sizzles in a jazz ride
Raindrops burst with jazz