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The Strawberry in My Jam
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After Dinner Mint
the strawberry in my jam
can you feel it
as we blow Coltrane
Dizzy on the keys
Ella scattin' like there is
no tomorrow
Lady Blue talkin' bout
'Good Mornin' Heartache'
No, no, no
the heartfelt rythms in
my soul give birth to "Poetry in Motion"
therefor it is
and will always be
in all ways a poeticheart
As Etta James becomes the
SoulLyricist she was meant
to be - cause she can see
and feel
the Strawberry in My Jam
As we turn up the funk
in Finland, Russia, and
Asiatu - dropping jewels of
wisdom fealt by the shores of
strawberrylagoon
passions arise infiltrating
logic - signs reading
"Don'ta toucha the thirda
RaiLa 'cause you will get wet"
Dancing the RaChelieChele in
your back yard to catch a
glimpse of the space shuttle
aaron1 making one more pass
before jetting off to Kxcell
the planetary groove of Funk
the Strawberry in My Jam
as we ride down to Tokies
to see Nettajack
laying down flow like
liquid making love to the roots
of earth - can you feel it
can you taste
the Strawberry in My Jam
as we be jamin'
blow 'train
blow
Now you know I had to hit you back on this one, I LOVE this!!! I said on the page that I would be up for that dance, anytime :-) I am always flattered to be included in your kind words especially in a fantastic post such as this, filled with nothin but the realest love. You keep on hookin us up! Love, Rachel~
As I have stated the combination of jazz with poetry is absolutely wonderful! Tight piece, my man.
RaiLa