I am a poet.
Aside from the honorable service and eternal duty of being Baba to three sons, a poet is truly my professional handle and all other literary offspring conceived from my instrument is guided and nurtured by poetry.
My inspirations are many but I can name one poet especially who enhanced my sensibility and understanding of the rhythm of self-produced freedom.
The cat lived on 118 Underhill Street in High Point via the birthplace of Hamlet, North Carolina 82 years ago today.
Born on the equinox (a period of 12 hours day, 12 hours night), the epitome of balance and the breaker of bounds. He is the “soul” reason I chose today to present Audible Chocolate to the blogosphere and beyond.
Delivered to us on the solstice of Autumn but all-season in legacy.
Another Lord and Savior with the initials JC but he plays center stage through the gates of heaven and hell headlining with Miles and Thelonius…………..
Let’s go to Germany 47 years ago and get into one of “My Favorite Things”
Here he is with his All-Star line of Elvin, Eric, McCoy and Reggie……………
Speaking of an All-Star team, we are fortunate to offer the knowledge and expertise of a variety of all things ‘audible’ and ‘chocolate’ here from the perspectives of strong contributors and purveyors of The Culture on this delectable page.
Back to the smoke blowin’ on the Soul Trane…………….
Here’s one of five pieces I wrote interpreting some of my favorites from Coltrane in a collection called “25 from 25 in 25”
My Favorite Things
Coltrane's complete
history of blow on my 'pod
My Favorite Thingin'
In InterstellarSpace with another
peace graced by God
delve twelve deep
into the iconoclasts
of brass and ivory and
drips of savory saliva
sapped from ebony and
mahogany harmony
a part of me
recalls the breakdance challenge
in the empty park pool
I had the Suzuki gray and blue
finger rollin' and jump hookin'
buckets on the skins crew
in Centinela
Ratliffe or Blackshire
said "they wanna battle!!"
bells ringin' like Burger King cattle
I dropped the leather and
put the pop-lock routine
set to "Six Minutes" together
if it comes down
to my Egyptian Lover strobelite tick and
a Eddie Brown windmill
with hands on his dick,
we got 'em
"our enemy" did the "electric fag" and
that was a move we never saw
but Larry locked wicked
put the cigarette in his mouth
then flicked it back out
provoking us to bring
our signatures raw
we shut that park down and
nary crew ever stepped in
without the knowledge
they'd get clowned
that was one of my favorite things
"eliminate punks/cut –em up in chunks"
James Todd for a minute was god
Fab 5,
Dr. Dre and Ed Lover,
Chris Thomas da Mayor
Gary was the videographer
for Pump It Up with Dee Barnes
before he became F. Gary Gray and
our breakdance crew would say
"my homeboy directed Set It Off and Friday!!"
(for all the L.A. folks!)
in 84' Jesse still strengthenin' the hopes
while the Olympics were
up in the hood
the USA had the World on monsta kill
Jackie Joyner to Air Jordan to
Ed Moses to Holyfield
if I wanted to Fuck The Police
it was NWA
if I wanted to go Blackwards To The East
I X-Clanned with Funkin' Brotha J
Daddy Kane to Kwame
Biz Markie to Young MC to Moe Dee
we had that healthy balance and
like a two-parent household
hip-hop held both sides
and promptly "raised us" well
but today Daddy dashed
the young are dead-beaten
latchkeyed the seeds
and left us for naught headed to hell....... for no reason
Hip-Hop used to be one of my favorite things
Alphabet Kids and The Lockers
up in the jungle at 4040 Coco
"Pin Win" Shabba Doo and Slim
showin' up at the Soul Train getdown
with Glo-Baby Lisa Jones and Choisette
rockin' steady and readily throwin' down
the pool was always dirty
with fallen palm tree leaves
inside all the time
but with the lights underneath
it was cool enough to swim
the ice cream man sold more than
your typical ice cream (ya dig?)
and that truck jingle?
You better try Fatback or KC and The Sunshine Band
did I mention that ice cream man
would be on 4040 Coco
at 2:00 in the morning?
Shit……….
chili-cheese Fritos in the variety bag and
the little breakable plastic fork
eatin' everything in the book
that was man-made
BUT
first start off by asking…… "is this pork?"
that was one of my favorite things
celebrating my birthdays
at all the fast food joints
I knew Mama was a Don
'cause she would shut McDonald’s down
for her "li'l A.J."
or at Shakey's Pizza
where it would be MY party
but nothin' but grown folk in the way
"where the kids at?"
Moms would answer
"in front of the preposition "at"
to correct my grammar
she wanted me to speak perfectly
so if life led me downhill
I'd be the most eloquent con in the slammer!!
Mama correcting me was one of my favorite things……….
Mama……..
you don't how deep
the parent gig is
until you accept yours
the skill of her "makin' a deal" and
only showin' me the
prizewinning doors
was more brilliant of an art
than Sun Tzu's entries on war
she did fight
she DOES fight
still a general in
both hind and foresight and
havin' had a heavy bravehearted
hip-hop revolutionary
as your chief of staff
that's just as quick to kick your ass………..
but with Queen's prestige and
an aura of class
you could never be fulfilled in Love or Life
if there was any more a child could ask…………..
and for that YOU are one of my favorite things
the task………..
keep your life in order and
navigate triple versions of you
yet smaller and shorter…….
to be as well-placed
and as cool as I
home-school three jewels
plus bust beauty on the fly
is a gift I will forever glorify
so much love and
promise in these little packages
I protect them
cherish and study them
kiss and hug them
never forget to listen
pray now more than ever before and
give them what my Mother gave me
but then bless them
with the very vision
a strong man should be………
I don't worry
just stay still and know this here time
is the most meaningful and impactual
for the rest of their "mind"
those crazy behinds
are three of my most favorite things…………
and there are so many more moments to come
like Karen said, “ we've only just begun”
Thank You Coltrane,
Mr. Wone
1 comment:
Wone. lol @ you trickster. Your old friend Troy from myspace....
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