Saturday, December 03, 2005

Zydeco

Sweaty palms in the humid balm
of the downhome molasses night
that rolls and cajoles with the jubilant souls
that dance with all of their might.
The fiddle teams and screams as stars beam
high in the glittering canopy sky,
as the washboard pounds in the mix of the sounds
attuned to the accordion’s cry.
The beautiful people dance in exotic romance
to beats and rhythms from afar
under different colored light in summer’s delight
that reflect from where the various origins are.
Tightly sewn in the melodic tone
is the lust of love and life’s bliss
causing bare feet tapping and excited clapping
all sealed with a deep South, French kiss.
Spanish moss sways outside where the music plays
in the warm moonlit bayou breeze
where crickets sound as lover’s resound
embracing in a kiss where they freeze.
Cattails and catfish sails from the water prevails
to join the festivities and dance
while the croaking bull frogs and turtles on logs
stare as if in a trance.
Gator’s glittering eyes and heavy clouds in the skies
illuminate in the vibrant swamp light
of the full moon’s rays as the zydeco plays
all on this Louisiana summer’s night.

1 Comments:

Blogger MiCheleLynnX said...

Nice poem but what's Zydeco? I'll look it up....lol...

9:14 AM  

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