Last night I read a poem at Javaology, a cool little coffee house in downtown Atlanta. Two bloggers from Atlanta were there – I met Mist1 http://mustgethobby.blogspot.com/a couple of weeks ago for lunch and drinks. The other, THE DRAGON (what’s with the shouting, dude) http://kiyotoe.blogspot.com/ heard me read, but I didn’t know he was from Bloggerland until this morning. I’m looking forward to formally meeting him. (I may have hugged him – that’s something I do at these events since the peace/love vibe is strong. If not, I’ll be sure to hug him next week)
I love spoken word exchanges. Reading to an audience that’s really listening to what I have to say is great for the soul. The feedback they share that lets me know that they “got it” is amazing.
Here’s what I read:
How do I express my love?
How can I share the feeling of joy I’ve felt since this began?
Again. Yes, again.
We start anew.
Should I close my eyes, imagining the last time…
Replaying those moments in slow, slow motion?
The ecstasy of movement.
The perfect execution of a perfect move.
I shudder with delight – replaying the magic.
I scream again as I did then.
Unable to hold back the feeling.
Unable to quietly sit and allow things to just happen.
I must take part in this.
I have my role to play.
I am a part of the whole.
My screams will not go unanswered.
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Aw hell yeah!
Football season’s back! (Last night I said “Superbowl” instead of “football season”.)
Time for me to read and comment all over the net.