A poem...

because I am bored and we need a fresh post.

Jazzman

You strut as you walk
heel to toe
heel to toe
Saunter down the road

You wander our hood
to and fro
to and fro
At dawn and at dusk

You follow the sun
high and low
high and low
Seeking the bright warmth

You watch the birds fly
come and go
come and go
A life toiled away

You find what you crave
yes and no
yes and no
Strung out, start again