Say the Art Was Good Poem

abstract vase painting
Get out there
fall down or something,
where is Buster Keaton
when you need him

all they want
is a laugh
some love
and a coke

Say the art show was good
and you saw a piece or two
that maybe mattered
to you only

Say the dog walked across the street
and he was a brown dog
the kind that follows you around but
never gets in the way
and his name was Buddy

Say the night was good
to the street
and the streetlights
and you passed people
and smiled
and they smiled back

Say the art was good
but you came home longing
for the girl you couldn’t have
and she left you
breathless and in love
anyway

david michael jackson September 26, 2012

Billie Holiday Concert Kinda

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PITqFAipZxs&feature=player_embedded#!
Billie Holiday – All Of Me / The Man I Love/ Can’t Get Started With You

There are three songs here. What is it about Billy Holliday and her voice? Some of us are given a talent by accident or design. Her voice fits her times. It sounds so much like a horn of some kind, maybe a trumpet that is muffled. It is truly unique.
Often with all artists we know the story.The pain of her life comes out in that voice and the intonation.
I wonder if I had wandered into that club on that night……. I imagine myself sitting at a small round table. It is dark. I order a drink from a waiter in a white jacket. He brings my drink on a small round tray. He leaves.
A piano starts to play……..
Would I know I was hearing something, really something, or would I be lost in my problems. Would I talk above her? Would I leave before hearing all because I had to be somewhere “more important” or because the “drink was too high”?
I lean back in my chair. I play with the glass. I look to the stage. I’m staying this time.
Her Story in video: Billie Holiday!

 

 

david michael jackson     September 26, 2012

The Wine Was Good Poem by David Michael Jackson

deer grazing

I am a guy on the streets
smiling at the people
he meets

the wine was good

the wine was good

the food was good too
the tasting of it
left us wanting more wine
and oh
the wine was good

and the days flowed
like water wind and wine
and we loved and made love
and the love was good

the love was good

so let the water flow and the wind blow and the birds sing
of the days we left behind us like spider webs in a room

 

 

First Painting by David Michael Jackson Ever Shown in Public

Dog Painting

September 18, 2012

Painting of Dog placed in

Moxie’s Window in Murfreesboro, Tennessee

twenty years after it was painted.

The day was unheralded and

three dogs would have been seen

walking by

but all dogs are no longer

free and must be walked

daily by

people who are not walking by Moxie

but

I

was.

Thank you Moxie

 

 

david michael jackson

I’m trying to come out of my shell. My little town has an Art Walk now and I’m showing some pieces for the first time. My images have been on the net since 1996. I have, however been in my shell.

 

 

 

david michael jackson

I Muttered Poem

he spoke
I held the phone away from my ear
will he ever stop
I brought the phone back
“Oh yeah”, I muttered
away went the phone
will he ever stop
I clicked the mouse
“You’re kidding”, I muttered
tiny mice grabbed my brain and
wrenched it
twisted it
I grimaced
I grimaced
My face contorted into
a tortured ogre
then I remembered
he’s my friend
and I’d be lost
without him.

david michael jackson September 21, 2012