Open Poetry #46 |
New Orleans |
N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet Member
since 2009-07-30
Posts 360New Orleans |
Inspiration in the air Musical notes and keys just everywhere Felt the sun on my scalp My bald fade fresh I saw my girl walking away from me Yeah, I saw my girl walking right down the street I knew it was because my spirit I just can't beat Let it burn Cried the Saints It must be fire But I got no complaints I'm just lovin' this New Orleans air Gonna ride my bike down To listen to the musical notes That are everywhere |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
I envy you - I have been trying to figure out a time and way to get there over the past two years and could not succeed. I finally decided okay going to see those "Saints come marching home," and could not get one flight from here. Another time, but yes, I can "feel" New Orleans calling me too. Nicely done. |
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Chalmette Guy Senior Member
since 2009-03-11
Posts 1257Louisiana |
You captured my attention for sure...the home of my birth, my home sweet home I miss so much. You made me able to see, hear, and yes smell it all right now. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Zach, I like this - I wanted to be there. I also liked the repetition. This read like a song to me. A |
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N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet Member
since 2009-07-30
Posts 360New Orleans |
Thank you all for your responses. I haven't been able to check for awhile, so sorry for the delay. |
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