just for today, or longer, it's "What's Your Movie". With all respect..to the Great Mose Allison. Hope he's not the great late. research isn't my strong suit, and I've been trying to be on vacation all day. But these movies keep playing in my head, and I'm not always sure what they're about. so i go check out another one. there's always someting at the multiplex .
i'm going back in time for my next project. north beach san fransico in the early 1960's. on the verge of becoming hippidom, but still some surviving beats walking around like poets.
here's one of mine. published in 1971
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once in quiet nights of young....
long before afraid was ever
in safely tucked
and dumb to sorry
when morning's haze
played softly games
before ever lonely
suddenly came
once in quiet nights of young
when travel's name was yet to know
and pain was still too young to talk
played we freely
in the snow
in safely tucked
when nights were warm
and madness still unborn.
then came raging nights of death...
when swirling skies unmade the room
when love was not and touch was rape
and wishes all began with 'not'
Once and then no longer are.
this each and only now
this night of quiet 'if'
and hope for morning's kiss
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now i can get fu blasted and play. more later.