Jive Turkey

Don’t
come at me
with
those
jazz lips,
and dissonant chords
being forced
into
mixed-up
time signatures,
this
rhythm
just started and
no
layers
of flats
or sharps
will take away
from this
chromatic
scale.

See,
ain’t no jive
turkey
worth
the fight,
or
the fever
that
comes
from fists
to
cuffs
without mental
stimulation.

See,
ain’t no jive
turkey
worth
the effort
to
hold to
those
true
convictions,
while failing
to
bring
a baton
to
the performance.

Let this
day linger
beyond the notes,
and
if we
get too far ahead of
the measures,
let’s
both decide
to
allow
legato
to
make her
sweet
moves.

M.C. Davis

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Asking For Easy

Stop
asking for easy,
since this life
cares
less that
you ask,
but more that
you
know the difference
between
what you
have earned
and
what you deserve.

Stop
asking for easy,
and
let these
trees fall in place,
without
the GPS
coordinates
dictating
their
descent.
It isn’t
the noise
heard,
but rather
the newness
of
where we end
up
that matters.

Stop asking
for easy,
as time
nor taxes
will give up their teeth,
and
this distance
we share just
mayadd her flavor
to
the mix.

So,
listen when this
poet
speaks,
and let
our moments linger
just
a
bit longer,
since
our
easy
just got easy
and I’m
only
here
to remind you.

M.C. Davis