Poem 12
Midnight Blues On a Jazzy Day
By: Ashley L Powers
I remember sitting at this spoken word café
Sitting there all by myself
Sipping on my mocha
Snapping my finger and clapping my hands
Listening to everyone who stepped up on that stage
I sat back listening to everything they had to say
I listened to every detail
Wondering if I might find an answer to life
In someone else’s story
But no one seems to answer what I questioned
But the sound of their voices were so soothing
It kept me in a daze
Made me so happy
But then a breath of fresh air hit the stage
And it caught me off guard
I jumped up and sat straight
Because he had my attention
The words flowing outta his mouth
Soaked into my soul
I could understand everything he was saying
I looked at his brown skin
His long locs
That goatee
He kept me so intrigued
Looking at his juicy lips
Just watching the words roll off his tongue
Damn
That’s all I could say
Muscular built
Watched as his arms moved in a rhythm
Watched as his form took over my mind
And I wanted my body to connect with him
He was speaking of love
Speaking know how hard it is to find
And how hard it is to keep it
With every letter I was spelling out what he was saying
He spoke on how at night he longed for someone to be by his side
Someone to hold and tell that he loved her
He spoke of how he would make her feel
That he would make her feel like a queen
And it felt like he was calling out my name
The jazz music connected our souls
Had me swaying to his tone
Man I think I’m in love
IN LOVE with the midnight blues he was speaking
Had me feeling like Lauryn Hill
Damn he was killing me softly
As if he had been a spy
Watching my whole life
And as he stood on that stage
He was speaking my life with the most beautiful sound flowing with it
As if my life didn’t have any flaws
He had me wrapped up in his every movement
His every sway and when out eyes connected
He smiled as if he knew I was in love with him
The jazz music played On and On and my soul was melting into its melody
His midnight blues had me on this jazzy day
When he ended what he had to say
He looked out into the audience
The music came to a sharp end
He looked right at me
Smiled and said Will you be my queen
On that jazzy day
I fell in love with the midnight blues
