Saint Eule

Rookie - 10 Points (10/30/1955 / Shamokin, Pa)

A Thousand Orchids - Poem by Saint Eule

A billion stars;
A hundred trumpets playing in the park.
Fireflies dancing;
To an old blues song swaying in the dark.

Who has rhythm;
A drum roll takes over the session.
A night in the city.
The music smooth in concession.

New Orleans is hopping tonight,
Put on those light as a feather shoes.
The people are celebrating;
Baby- its not about you but the blues.

Colorful necklaces and bracelets bazaar;
Everyone is taking to the street in song even the kids.
Snapping their fingers to a bass guitar.
Mardi Gras swings and looks like a thousand Orchids.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 26, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 27, 2011

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