Young Man Blues for New Orleans
by E.Y.
You were so easy, big girl town—
So party-ready, with your
beads dangling down.
Flashing smoky skies
and that sidewalk dancing:
parasol pink and coffee brown.
But no seawalls could keep
your spoilers at bay.
Who drowned all your music
in a single day
And stole most of your jewels
along the way.
Wish I could hear your sweet song
just a little while;
and strut and sway bayou style
and still hold your hand
and watch you smile...
volume 9(6)
This poem is copyright © September 2005,
E.Y., all rights reserved.
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