Crystal Ray Poet I do not know?

The Boogie Men

Darkness falls in the heart of man
and silver wisps of sultry dream 
take flight.

Wolves prowl the streets of 
the Quarter and bay
golden notes into the night.

Those down-and-out play
their notes again while the 
Boogie Men swing just right

while I walk these streets 
wet with all their tears as a 
ghost stands just out of sight-

Those 1920 olden days,
the raise the roof party craze
and that real boogie with old jazzy bite.

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Poet Destroyer A May 31, 2016 at 3:47 AM Reminds me of the boogie man, from The princess and the frog.. a Disney cartoon. Linda Crystal Ray May 31, 2016 at 11:53 AM Haha! That voodoo fella was scary right from the start, lol. That's the kind of feeling I wanted to get in the beginning. :D

Skat A May 30, 2016 at 12:20 PM well done, Crystal....skat Crystal Ray May 30, 2016 at 12:38 PM Skat, I'm having trouble commenting on the poems. Something to do with the validation code. I wanted to comment on one of yours and it won't let me.

Jan Allison May 30, 2016 at 9:53 AM such lovely imagery I can almost hear the music Crystal:-) I do like your interpretation on the boogiemen theme hugs Jan xx Crystal Ray May 30, 2016 at 12:37 PM Thank you, Ms. Allison.

Eve Roper May 29, 2016 at 9:33 PM Crystal, I love your idea of the Boogeyman good write good luck in the contest Crystal Ray May 30, 2016 at 9:37 AM And the Boogie Men are a premiere jazz band in New Orleans today. I didn't actually want to write of my scary "boogeyman" so I wanted to do something fun. I love the things I learned while researching for this piece! Crystal Ray May 30, 2016 at 9:34 AM In the Great Depression, everyone had problems, but in New Orleans, they found a way to raise the money for their rent. People would band together and host a "Boogie": They'd hire a piano man to play all night long and charge a small amount for an entry fee. Raise enough for everyone's rent. It's part of the reason New Orleans is the way it is. :)

Cheryl Hoffman May 29, 2016 at 9:10 PM I used to imagine my Grandma and Grandpa doing the charleston when they were both young back in the roaring 20's, nice nostalgic poem!:) Crystal Ray May 29, 2016 at 9:17 PM Thank you. There was a contest for a poem on "Boogeyman" so I thought I'd mix it up a little and turn in something unexpected. I dream of visiting New Orleans someday, taking my mama there to see the bayou, so it was a fun project to work on. :)