In Memory Of

I was a member of the "era", good times during the "Jazz times" Coltraine, such a great
musician....
Oh, and I will never forget the "Millennium"...Whew, 20 years old in S.L.C. in a two room
combined suite with projection screen T.V. and loads of women...Booze, friends, PARTY.....
Drunk driving on the wrong side of the road at 5 am for a half a mile... Just to give you
an idea of my blood alcohol level.... I had to do inventory at 7 am that morning...... 
AWESOME night/day......                                         { :"Sweetheart":}

These were the times when poetry was still in the developmental stages.... I had yet to
find my "Swager" in writing... I have always had a voice, just needed the right mentor...
Her name:
Consuelo', "Exotic Miss Caramel Swirl". Much older than I, with a girlish quality I was 
attracted to...
She was my superior at this communications job I picked up for extra cash. I remember the 
day she breezed into my cubicle for my Q&A reports, smelling like my grandmothers backyard.
A mixture of erotic scents, appealing to my unique desires...
At the time I was studying for my associates degree!! 
In between work loads, I began to put the finishing touches on a report that was due..
As she waited, she watched me write, rub my forehead. She asked if she could take a look...
"I am a writer, college graduate" she said...
"I would like to critique this, is that okay"

This thought inspired by Consuelo'... If not for you I would still be a nobody... I will
never forget the wisdom you were so willing to give... You brightened my life with your
intellect and love....
Much love from this poet... Until we meet again:

Jared Pickett
11/24/09
Asavvy1__________________________To Be Continued.......
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Pickett Avatar
December 2, 2009 at 9:31 AM
So very nice... I have not tried free verse so to speak, This was as usual very visual,,,,Good job Son.....Dad
Canady Avatar
November 26, 2009 at 5:58 PM
So, ... You Were Cat-Nabbing (LOL) ... Jared, Don't Mind Me Hon ... Too Much Egg Nog and Rum (he he) ... So, It's True What They Say, Behind Every Great Man, (is A Woman's Arms - smile) ... Great Dedication To Life's Journey ... And Jazz ... I'm into Steve Cole, Right Now. He Plays A Mean Sax (I think I'll go put it on right now ... Luv Ya Kiddo ... MoonBee
Bono Avatar
November 26, 2009 at 4:00 PM
I finally wrote a positive poem.It's called Life is to Short.check it out tell me what you think.
La France Avatar
November 25, 2009 at 12:52 PM
Hi Jared, thanks for your comment on my poem "no ordinary chair" and I had to laugh when I read it, of course, if my chair did start talking, I would be terrified also! Thank goodness, it just sits there. I think my dear,Jared, that you have definitely found your "swager". Along my journey in writing, I too have met many people who inspired me. Your poem is a wonderful tribute to this person.
Brown Avatar
November 25, 2009 at 4:26 AM
Such fasinating writing I am reading today. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and heart with us today Jared. I wish you a weekend filled with love and inspiration. May your writings inspire others to write from their hearts as well. Love, Carol
Owens Avatar
November 24, 2009 at 10:23 PM
Nice poem and a wonderful tribute...Enjoyed...Marty
Sweetheart Avatar
November 24, 2009 at 7:07 PM
What a wonderful tribute to a lovely lady who set u on the right path with your talented ways ...that second paragraph brought back many memories for me also.. a man after my own heart.. Mr. Jared... your swager shows in this poetry .. so sensitive and emotional too.. OK I could not find the poems u wanted me to view so soup mail me extamundo where they are in your repertoire.. ok? .. thankxxx for your complimentary comments on my writings today.. luv.. "Sweetie" 4 Asavvy 1
Culverhouse Avatar
November 24, 2009 at 5:24 PM
sounds hot, intersting story!!
Chircop Avatar
November 24, 2009 at 2:32 PM
You little one you loved older girls didnt you?That Consuelo Caramel Swirl..So she is the one..;)lol...Tnks for bringing Memories Of the Milenium,i was twenty two back then:)..those were the days my friend:)In Memory Of..i have lovely memories of that day too..lovely poem...Consuelo inspired you so well Jared indeed--Charma
Freeman Avatar
November 24, 2009 at 1:27 PM
Consuelo she was Hun. Some kind of memories, Jared. Sincerely, Moses
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