Birds wake us up in the morning no matter how much fun we're having at night. Nature reminds us where we are. Sometimes birds make sounds like they are shooting at us with lasers (pew, pew, pew). They can either ruin our good time or give us pause to reflect. With Joe Levens on guitar, "Laser Birds" is the first single from the Spoken Word and Soul Album by Jabulani titled Respect the Beard: Spoken Soul. It's taken from a poem about new love and its impermanence as well as the cycle of old love to new love. The birds and the sun and the rest of nature remind us to wake up from alluring sleep of Romantic love and rise to a higher level of love that allows us to appreciate sensuality, frailty, delight, trouble and overall wholeness in ourselves and those we love. Go ahead little birdy....fly your funk away.
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She wonders aloud in the live of night wishing…
The window was bigger.
Amid intermittent orange glowing, nascent smoke, ancient sweat, she wants a bigger window.
Their wave of gnashed teeth, blue tides, waiting and wading pools…see life…like the ocean.
With yoga and meditation there are no guarantees, but six sixth days in a row…
The beautiful game, hot pokers and honeycombs, pagotas, forest paths and wood chapels…long trombones and stolen kisses…bulls that want to go home…..
Something’s gonna happen.
She didn't believe any eels were in the pool until she saw with her own eyes, long ominous, predatory, freightening...supremely arousing in afterthought.
She doesn't know he knew and she likes that.
Music feels the air with anatomical instruments, improvising, rising, falling…..fallen..... grunts like a Greek myth…Pandora’s box for three rounds.
Phantom appendages touch where bodies dare to dance.
Curse words echo on the prairie, first floor back window, second floor, take the stairs.
Three digits and you have a new meaning of Finger Lakes, the geography of velvet tongues, cartography of the caress.
He can’t know her anymore than this, she leads him by hand out of the door of perception.
Then the silence of a closed book after reading.
The glow of pain so beautiful that there’s everything to say and nothing to speak.
Could it be that the sun also gets on Saturday’s nerves?
Whispers of…….. did you know?
Unseen but heard they appear on cue, becoming an audible inside joke and the question becomes: who is really beaming?
They both walk on jagged rocks now, they both know what it means to be back from space.
Hello, Goodbye, build you a house of wood, incinerated by laser beams.
He replaces the fitted sheet, if only because they will always have “Paris.”
Jabulani is also an award-winning journalist, broadcaster and writer who attended Journalism School at the University of
Missouri.
Currently he is the host of Central Standard, a general interest radio talk show on KCUR 89.3 FM, a super-regional National Public Radio member station based in Kansas City. The show reaches listeners in Missouri, Kansas, Iowa and Northern Arkansas....more
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