To my fellow poets
One Friday night I just love
The fellowship of you and I
Together thinking only of
Poetry as time surely flies.
And it’s on those glorious nights
I feel your vibes with my vibes you see
And when our vibes get together then it’s alright
Setting ourselves open and free.
As I hear your poetic expressions rise
It takes me to another level of high
That poetic expression that comprises
Of lyrical poetic gestures side by side by side.
You hear me and I hear you
And together we hear one another
Touching ever fiber and every being through
Even poetic line flowing, flowing together.
The energy makes me drunk like new wine
Makes me fall in love with myself again
And every, every day and every time
I hear your poetic measures hit my brain
I explode with such passion.
Like no other I feel you
Even as you poetically stir my soul
And pluck my brains all the through
Like no one else can although
You already have me writing again.
Suspected in space and words and time
There’s a distance between them all
And it’s through those poetic motions your help me find
My height in poetic measures feel so tall.
That was one grand night
On Grand Avenue that will remember
Until I go to my grave alright
Like Christmas in my December
I will always never forget
That one grand night on Grand Avenue. (3/13/2004)
One Grand Night
Kenneth R. Jenkins
Poet's note: This was inspired after being around fellow poets on Friday nights in Coconut Groove in Miami, FL where I spend my Friday nights.
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