SLAMIN’

I went to a poetry reading last night at SweetWater Cafe in Ann Arbor.  Open mic… I read two poems.  Wahoo. And enjoyed the poetry of 10 others.. And the guest poet is an incredibly gifted wordsmith named, Jamaal May.  Google him… I felt inspired and excited to be in the presence of his being and his words.   He can do the ‘slam’ thing like nobodies business.  yeowza.  I might.. and I repeat… I might give the memorizing thing a try cause performing poetry gives it so much juice and thrill.  Even a Geezer Girl might beable to pull it off.

 

SLAM 

 I wanna slam it.  I wanna slam it like

a door needs closing on the ass of a

lover gone rogue, or the stench of septic

yesterdays, or slam it on the goodbyes

that need sayin’ again in the one more

time I mean it sorta way.

 or maybe

slam the book on it to give dramatic

emphasis.  Slam bam thank you mame

Thank you for letting me vent on that door

That barrier, that separator between spaces

So I can call back my privacy for a time

Or maybe

Sometime in the quiet way like the tender

close of a door to not wake the baby or the

whisper soft kiss of good morning

needs a quiet exit cause love needs more

dream time.  Dream time to savor all 

that sweetness behind the bedroom door

 

I wanna slam it like words that need sayin’

Out-loud and proud to be said.  No barriers

in the way or doors to get closed hard and fast

to keep life away when life needs to be said

Live it loud and soft in the however the slams

gets delivered to you unexpectedly

and maybe

Once in awhile cause the need is great

I’ll slam the door on you cause I’m lost 

for words and need some time to gather myself

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