Moon Pie Taste Like Mardi Gras

Sitting accross from friends
At a bistro on Dauphin Street
Someone said,
"The parade's here"

I started out
And hesitated at the rain--
Not enough to stop the parade,
But enough to dampen my excitement.

I eased out under awnings, along store fronts
And was stopped--
At the curb
By the sight of the first float I had seen in twenty years.

I forgot about the drizzle--
I just wanted to catch something--
Beads, doubloons and
Foil covered cakes--
Moon Pies!

Ummm-
Moon Pie taste like Mardi Gras!


WPCannon
March, 1994

Saturday In the Mount Vernon Public Library

This Saturday is a gray day, so far. Rains came hard and strong and covered our already saturated earth. The Mardi Gras was pushed back another day and the Conde cavaliers had to roll back into the barn and wait for another day. But that's the great thing about the mardi gras, roll another day! And when you do, Let the Good times Roll!

Senior Bowl is today at Ladd Stadium, but I'm not going. I could have gone, but just don't care to fight the crowd and endure the damp cold. I am trying to just rest. The two jobs have me on duty day and night and night and day. We are short handed and the time is good to try to make some money, so this is a blessing.

The cold hearted Librarian, Adrienne, is breathing down my neck wanting her computer back. I have to quit posting for now and go.

A New Year to Blog About

The New Year has come and the end of last year was a very bad experience...and I still can't spell experience. That's too bad and I need that word a lot to describe my lack there of. I was trying to get a letter published and i was writing to a friend--email after email that all went unanswered. She can't possibly care, why do i lie to myself.

A Poem at the end of last year (about her) and another one to my first and last wife. A poem for the people in Haiti that were left in the streets after the earthquaked and shook the place to pieces. I got a quote from a poet friend and sat down and dashed--literally dashed it off. Like it was living right there inside that quote she gave me and all I had to do was open it up and let it pour out. And so I did and I plan on posting it here one of these days.

I will make every effort to remember that password I used today to get back in here and I resolve to show up here as often as I can to write. I may as well put if here. the rest don't respond, so who knows if they ever even read it. I want to put this up there on that facebook, but I don't know how to put a link to here on my facebook page, but I will try to learn how to do that.

I got over five hundred songs loaded up on my blackberry and i still don't know how I did that. I did it though and I will do my best to get this blog link posted, so that it can be ignored. I get ignored mostly. My muse is getting away from me. She is one who ignores me and inspires me to write all at the same time. And I know she'd get religion and come around if I was to get published, get a contract, some money, these teeth fixed, loose sixty pounds and quit being such a dumb ass and saying all the wrong things all the time. I do all that and I might have a chance, but I doubt it. I'm still bound to be too tall.

We'll see. I made all of these same promises this time last year and then walked right away from this and never said a word. I used to post at my other job, but that's over. i got a bomb dropped on me in September, the twenty-ninth exactly. The Big Guy came in to the post at six o'clock in the morning just to fire me. (for writing) an email and I am still glad I wrote it. He asked for it and I let that him have it. I am glad he did it. I didn't like the job, but I still had to grieve for the lost identity and loss of income.

Over five hundred songs! On my Phone!

Peace&Love
RollTide4Life
WPCannon