Songs for My Father

the session began

strictly instrumental

or so i thought

till the tandem

of Jefferson

& Taylor arrived

followed by a menagerie

of midnight marauders

masquerading as righteous reeds

around a crescent moon

that boogaloos like a burning boomerang

of amani na mapenzi

sending smoke signals

from the soul station

in panacean patterns of aural alchemy
falling like summer soft

contusions of one shine
playing ping pong

off of my brain.

(2018)

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Things Left Unsaid

Nights are but sermons
To be streamed
In this requiem
To a dream, with stars
Drawn from wondrous dust
On shadows of the moon
As past, present
And future ferment
Like grapes
“In the twilight
Of perpetual noon”

& kismet called upon
By the revenant vox
Of wordshippers to come

Through The static
And the hum, out from
Under the umbra
Into sight, communing
With kindred souls
In search of the other
Side speaking truth
To light, because things
Once left unsaid
Are in a stage
Of dormancy, not dead.

©2018 MDSHall

Homage

All I’d want to say to these two is You, both of you, have been my own up close & personal musiquarium alongside Stevie, Marvin Gaye & Donnie Hathaway, with songs in the key of my life scored in the pores of my soul…
My mother loved Michael as did I, she said he could easily be the next Bojangles, Fred Astaire or Gene Kelly if the vultures would’ve left him alone…
I preferred Prince though I really don’t know why, other than he did so many things behind the scenes that people slept on…
But, both of your souls play on in mine

Ode to the Original Jazz Poet

Ars Pictura: Jimi