I was laughing

with calypso singers

& chowing chicken roti


The philosophers

in the airport

with fewer tattoos 

in their passports than mine

were digressing in heat


I tried to tune them out

but they were absolutely

enthralled with 

the sounds of their own voices


and determined 

to make their eloquence

and sheer brilliance known.


Earphones dampened their words

and the steel drums

gently nudged me

to a better state of mind.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

With a nod to Herr Zimmerman

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allets's picture

You Are A Troubador

You take music wherever you go. :D



georgeschaefer's picture

I don't know if I take it but

I don't know if I take it but it sure seems to follow me.