Short Redding Poems

I was sitting on the dock of the bay listening to a song
when Otis Redding happened to come walking along.
He said, "You watching the ships roll in?"
I said, "Yeah, and then watching ‘em roll away again."
He said, "That stuff's really dug by some.
I think it’s all pretty much ho-hum."

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Beheld, the warmth that softens my face 
Whilst in the coolness that brisk my nose 
Ere, the queen of day, comforts my space 
Like petals fragrance; a healthy rose 

Freckles; suns beckon - hidden in dark 
Tanning or Redding on pale white skin
Gorgeous this day...shall thy walk the park
I am king...this glorious mornin' 

My presence makes my painting...Perfect!...

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me and Otis Redding
we have a thang
usually meet up 
about nine
sometimes he invites
Billie Holiday
we all sing
as I sink 
into my bath
bubbles overflow
to that rhythm 
and blues
and I sip my wine
and discuss that
crazy love thang
that has me
eat up inside
you see they 
been there
been where I am
twisted up in love
they sing those songs
and we get it 
all straightened out...

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i worked on
a bay dock
hotter than
sin but in the
winter warmth
was remembrance

but i never
forgot what
confused
consumed
me that i
thought

that which
would be
me and
please
beam
me

up Scotty
only to hear
i've no control
Captain you are
going to be a molecular
jigsaw puzzle of one thousand

pieces
to be put
back together
again Humpty
Dumpty but was
this puzzle before or

after
the
fall...

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