Rhythm Seeker

I am a rhythm seeker
alert for the accent of syllables
the resonance within words
the meter of phrases
the measured flow of line upon line.
I search for the pulse of nouns
the heartbeat of verbs
and listen to the cadence of rivers
the rise and fall of tides
the serenade of the wind
the music in every voice I hear.
A hunter of harmony
a gathering of melodies
I sing the songs of my heart
and offer them as gifts of hope
for a hungry world.
                        Frank Barone
 

blue

if we were talkin sad
just sad

that would be one thing.
the lingerin haze
funk
couldn't, wouldn't drag
into hollow cratered
cheeks, you dig.
you know what i'm sayin?

put on a happy face
just aint gonna git it.
that happy jack in the box grin
that dumb party hat
pointy nose
and stupid playdough smile
should be busted into
a million zillion gigabytes
of rage.

you know what i'm sayin?

aw you don't
charley fever got you too

huh?
                    Farrell Foreman