19 02 2013

Views from the Jones Valley

Jones Valley Poetry Company

You are an adoptive parent, a foster home, for many. An alcoholic guardian of sorts with pain, problems, crippling afflictions, but with more beautiful wisdom than Your children will maybe ever know.

You are empty buildings and crumbling shells of your former self,

but You are progress.

When Sloss died, You almost did too. Part of You did. When racism ripped out Your guts, well, it’s been a tough 50 years, I know.

but You are progress.

Maybe You are tough luck, corruption, crime, poverty, and dirty streets, and problems, always problems,

but You are good people, real people, charitable and generous people. You are interested in art again, and music, and love. You are some of the best restaurants and venues the country has to offer. You are small revivals, pockets of vibrance and beauty and life.

You are growing-pained proof that something dead can begin to live again…

View original post 261 more words




Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: