itʼs gonna be okay
youʼre in our dreams now
like you were back in the day
easing through the troubles
sticking to us like barnacles on old ships
on the high and deepest seas.
okay now, itʼs gonna be okay
the whisper. the promise
you move through the dreams now
like golden wind through the gate
easing past the bridge you crossed
from marin to chinatown
over the scattered ashes of bob kaufman on the bay
itʼs gonna be okay now
the whisper. the promise
you're in the imagination
spinning dreams and sending them off in repetition
like the n judah or california express, round and round
transportation for the soul
the city still loves you, more now then ever
" sightings:
i saw you in new orleans
in the 9th district at sunrise
building houses where mold still clings to rotting wood
felix was eating crayfish fish and dinuquan
i saw you in somalia
in a lost village away from the cameras
bathing a little boy alone and forgotten
mama de la cruz was grilling goat meat on an old typewriter
i saw you in washington dc
in foggy bottom
waiting for the NEA to remember what art means to us
Tino was cutting the hair of a congressional bus boy
i saw you at the base in 29 palms
whispering to some marine who was scared of tomorrow
he was leaving for afghanistan at the stroke of midnight
carlos b was stirring some stew of second thoughts
I saw you in cairo
in midan tahrir, liberation square, on the seventh day
eating with those already beaten, but still ready for change
freddy was playing the banjo in praise of Allah and Jesus
i saw you in the morning
laughing as people began to wake
slipping away into the stars where you write tomorrows dreams
wahat was waiting for you with some donuts and green tea
itʼs gonna be okay now
the whisper. the promise
tomorrow is just another day
but today is your blessing in disguise
norman jayo
feb 2011
for brother Alʼs birthday
" " "