There is a place
Where the palms
Sway sweet and soft
When the air is timid
And easy
Concrete jungle
With all-day breezes
Palms trees bring it
That sense of calm
On the leaves
Of a palm
There is a place
Where the palms
Sway sweet and soft
When the air is timid
And easy
Concrete jungle
With all-day breezes
Palms trees bring it
That sense of calm
On the leaves
Of a palm
Rev the day
everything you have
A little you don’t
Go all the way
Even if you think
You won’t
Don’t back down
On easy premise
Test the limits
Impress
Slow down town
Summer heat
Bearing down
All around on a Saturday
Today we need a bit of a relinquish
Relish in a heat
Beyond the hot ground
Around this town
Be right
Be arrogant
Belligerent
Cognoscente
Of the words
Used
Be opaque
With answers
Of abuse
Make the proper
Joke
At the proper time
What has happened
Stays behind the line
Be right
Demagogue of sport
Be right
Today
Tonight
Heated streets
Dense air clasped
Onto the nape of the neck
Settling down
As the sunlight reigns down
An easy breeze
Of of Lake Michigan’s
Sleeve
Sunglasses in tote
While the darkness
Of winters now quite
Remote
Long breaks
Is what it takes
To reconnect
With the words
That can be off
Or correct
Up in the woods
Or down flat on the deck
Taking these breaks
Is what makes
Me keep coming back
Crisis of numbers
Crisis of names
Fumbled the words
Distracted and tame
How to recover from
A case of public doubt
Lean back
Don’t scream and shout
Back to the well-written word
Artistry of presentation
One can return
With no hesitation
A studio in the shore ditch of
London
A fresh sea
On the coast of Chicago
As the summer rolls up
Its sleeves
Bringing more heat tomorrow
On a ledge
Cut from fresh grasses
And hedges
The summer rolls on
And wrinkles my shirts
Edges
Who is that
That can sway the seas
Open up
Opportunities
Given graces from descendants
The money talks and walks
Where there once was hope
Is now lost
Fall over a broken note
All over the embers of hope
Into the ashes of a once known fire
Where put the remains
Of a disruptive liar