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NEW ORLEANS Where Living Is So Good

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NEW ORLEANS Where Living Is So Good

I heard a man playing the saxophone
on a street corner in New Orleans
Down in the French Quarter
where past and present    
sinners and saints    mingle
Crystal notes    so clear    I could almost 
see them dancing in the sultry Louisiana air
like an armada of angels    sailing down 
through the cloudless blue sky    
to gather the faithful and carry them away 
in their vessels of B flats    C sharps    and As

He stood there    an integral part of
yet a separate entity from the bustling city 
which spawned him     His head thrown back 
eyes closed     A look of incomparable ecstasy 
and contentment playing across his face
A silent look which spoke volumes
Saying    for this moment in time    
when the beauty of music I created     
fills the hearts of people around me to overflowing
Living is so good

I saw crowds spill onto the sidewalks
from the establishments lining Bourbon Street
Revelers    being thrust    through opened 
windows and doors by the force of the music 
erupting from darkened interiors
New Orleans Jazz     The eclectic    
one of a kind blend of Cajun sass and sex
that echoes from the rafters    
ricochets from the clouds    and sings out
Living is so good

I watched a funeral procession
in Lafayette Cemetery Number 3
on a rainy Sunday in New Orleans
A horse drawn hearse 
bedecked with vibrant flowers     
Somberly clad mourners following behind
Their feet keeping time to the rhythm
of top-hatted musicians stepping alongside
Mourners    with broken hearts and crying eyes
Tears and rain plopping onto the pavement
Singing with voices trembling in grief
Singing    “When the Saints Go Marching In”
For in their sorrow lies understanding
Living is so good
Even when you're dying

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  1. Date: 12/22/2013 11:38:00 AM
    Sounds like you really paid us a visit :) It has some bad parts but the picture you painted is most genuine :) Lovely Monterey.

  1. Date: 12/13/2013 7:34:00 AM
    I so enjoyed rereading this piece. Thanks for your visits and comments yesterday. I so enjoy your visits.

  1. Date: 10/22/2013 1:54:00 PM
    A mythic city and surroundings witheir sooo special life style and mental attitude! Laisse le bon temps rouler: let yhe good times roll! Wow! Your description adds to the magic of the myth!!! Very strong! Thanks for sharing! Love, Hanitra

    Rabary-Andriamanday Avatar Voahanitriniaina Rabary-Andriamanday
    Date: 10/22/2013 1:56:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    I learned many words and expressions and the way to use them in a real context; a rare opportunity! (^_^)
  1. Date: 10/20/2013 1:17:00 AM
    The least verse ..amazing write , I love that unique place of mixed artist . enjoyed reading tonight !

    Rain Avatar Shanity Rain
    Date: 10/20/2013 1:18:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    typo, "Last verse "
  1. Date: 10/18/2013 10:56:00 AM
    This one made me think of the movie August Rush. One of my favorite movies of all time. Now this beauty is added to my favorites. You blow me away every time Monterey!

  1. Date: 10/17/2013 2:59:00 PM
    wow Monterey this is so good love your write Shadow x smile

  1. Date: 10/17/2013 11:00:00 AM
    A splendid write. Sadly I've never been there but your awesome poem took me there. So vividly imaged to perfection with sights, sounds and mournful tones of death and saxaphones

  1. Date: 10/16/2013 8:01:00 AM
    You have mail...

  1. Date: 10/16/2013 4:57:00 AM
    Monterey - This is the first poem of yours I have read and... Wow, what a poem!! You've captured the feel of the Crescent City to perfection....I live on the Northshore just 50 miles north of da Big Easy (N'Awlins as we call it here) Where do you live? Were you just visiting or do you live in the area? - Tim

  1. Date: 10/15/2013 5:54:00 PM
    Masterful imagery! An excellent piece, Monterey :)

  1. Date: 10/15/2013 5:41:00 PM
    This is one major city I still have not had the chance to visit. But I have seen so many pictures of it. You really captured its essence of jazz so well. It's not for the contest,is it? I was looking for a reference to smoke!! Then it would be perfect for Nette's contest!! (oops, she also wanted less than 22 lines, so I suppose this is just a very creative post you have made unrelated to a contest.)

  1. Date: 10/15/2013 11:17:00 AM
    Hello hon, Lovely creative write! I have been there many times. You have captured the magic for sure. As Always, Shar

  1. Date: 10/15/2013 9:20:00 AM
    I've never been there. But, several of my friends have. I may go there one day. But, you did this city and its vibe some real justice. :)