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there is a charming
halo of madness
around those who choose
to live in Norrland

the winters are murderous
the summers are glorious
almost nothing
in between

a snowy mile uphill
from 'Snuffe's Kingdom'
in the kitchen of 'The End of the World'
two acoustic guitars

'You Gonna' Miss Me, One of these Days'

"Guys...you swing."
a spontaneous verbal expression
of the joy that Jazz can bring

a simple banal phrase
can change
the way one hooks on music
and the way one sees oneself

odd
innit




Poetry by Wumbulu
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Written on 2015-06-13 at 05:54

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Nice :)
2015-06-14


Bob
Yes.
2015-06-14



Now that is one helluva picture. So blue! and somehow very peaceful looking. Is Norrland Norway? Makes me want to book a ticket to there now. Oh, and the poem is excellent too.
2015-06-13



You almost make me like winter with the beautiful and nostalgic memories you bring. I have lived in such places, but the imagery on this poem is outstanding. You take the reader there and I could hear the jazz. Simply beautiful!!
Ashe
2015-06-13


John Ashleigh
Very picturesque. You write so beautifully, so articulate. I enjoyed this piece. Thanks for sharing it with us.

Regards,
John.
2015-06-13