L Milton Hankins Poet Free verse

Broadway Melodies

I find myself humming Broadway melodies,
suddenly bursting into "I'm as Corny as Kansas in August,"
and "Wind Sweeping Across the Plains,"
while the miles disappear behind me,
and slight hints of dusk appear on the distant horizon
as I hurtle toward "Some Enchanted Evening,"
beneath the clean white sheets of a sterile
room in an expensive Holiday Inn Suite
a long, long way from South Pacific
and Oklahoma!

written August 18, 2021

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Gershon Wolf August 24, 2021 at 8:41 PM You never know in life... In December of 1978 in Tel Aviv, Israel, on my way to work in the already hot, humid mornings, I found myself humming 'Silver Bells' many a morning. Go, figure! ~ gw L Milton Hankins August 24, 2021 at 9:21 PM Absolutely strange, isn't it? We seem to sing or hum what we need to.

Jenna Logan August 23, 2021 at 2:30 PM Broadway songs...Now you have me singing songs from Lullaby of Broadway. Your trip has filled your pen with ink. Jenna Logan August 23, 2021 at 4:46 PM No need to rush L Milton Hankins August 23, 2021 at 4:37 PM I'm afraid so, but it's going to take me days to catch up with everything.