Friday, March 1, 2024

Visible Blues by Connie Johnson


Ideas pour

Quivered with nerves

All my streets are strewn with roses

And this is the path I want you to tread

 

Jiggle it, ice cubes clinking

Hey slim, dark dream! This 2-step

You got me doing is a killer

 

Throat filled with stardust

In a eulogized garden

Inscribe some wisdom

Show mercy for all crimes

 

What remains of you

Is what sustains me.  Visible blues!

Like lyrics by Sister Rosetta Tharpe

About a tall skinny papa

 

Salvation! In a world full of all

This thorny need





Connie Johnson is a Los Angeles, CA-based writer who was twice-nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2023. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Iconoclast, Haight-Ashbury Literary Journal, San Pedro River Review, Cholla Needles, Voicemail Poems, Misfit Magazine, Mudfish 23, Exit 13, Glint Literary Journal, Writing in a Woman’s Voice, The Rye Whiskey Review, Sport Literate and Door Is a Jar. Everything is Distant Now (Blue Horse Press), her debut poetry collection, is available on Amazon; In a Place of Dreams, her digital album/chapbook, can be found at www.jerryjazzmusician.com





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