Crapemyrtle Poems | Examples

Louis Baby, Louis

Ever have a quiet night like this?  
the bluejays and mockingbirds tucked away under crapemyrtle leaves
winking stars whispering goodnight to lovers kisses

I'm sitting here in low-light listening to Louis Armstrong.  My breath warm with red wine, a soft glow in my cheeks and a certain light in my eye.  I don't know what it is, but it's there.  Smooth jazz tumbling, prancing through my ear.  something in my gut, something way down low.  I think the juju bees had heard something, something I do not know.  I think about, I think about things sweetly forgotten in memory.  I can't get over a sentimental mystery, something perched in the limbs of the cherry tree.  Swing low sweet chariot, bumpin down the line.  Don't you remember mother, my brother-sister of that time?  Zuuzuu zabi, dweeeeeee dweedle dweedle dweedweedweezow.