Just a little poetry from back in the day... I though I'd share it. I doubt its that much to look at it. Hell... I don't even really know what it means myself. You should read it.. and tell me what you think it means.. if you think it means anything at all. Or maybe you just think its a bunch of gibberish. Let me know any thoughts you have about the matter. But now I sit here to ponder.. what the hell does meaning really mean any? What does it mean for something to really mean something? *LOL* Another one of those philosophical hang-ups of mine. I usually have about 10 to 15 a day, sometimes all day... That's just that 'philosophy bug' as my professor calls it! I think its bite has proven terminal. But that's a whole nother story. I'll save it for next time.... So for now, you, the reader, can read my poetic nonsense, and let me know what you think about it. Thanks...

I call this one Blue Jazz Rendition

So today I’ll be blue –
Like I can play a guitar,
And sing verses about how my baby left me
Or play that mellow jazz with a sharp trumpet
As the ensemble sets this soft mood.
Maybe I can just leave my soul by the water’s edge
And let it stare at its reflection.
To ponder about that small ripple
That’s gonna grow until it just fades away
When the sun sets behind the rain clouds
I may see a brightly full moon.
So tonight I’ll be blue too –
And sing some more about that color – celebrate it.
Be happy if I’m sad – only content if I’m glad.
The charcoal and ivory keys can sing it better.
Best when they are mixed together and look like gray clouds –
Softly struck by the moonlight that shone blue tonight.


D. Russell
01.27.07

& that's it!