Mockingbird Valley

Writing a poem is not about 
bringing some words together 
to create some charming sentences. 
It's so much deeper than that.

Louisville Slugger Museum,
old fan talks as if he's at
a baseball game in the 50s.

Love and Life,
Greenspur Lane. 
Autograph muse,
a psalm for Muhammad Ali.

I learned a lot in that bus station, 
the one near the hotel.
I noticed a young woman wearing sneakers: 
the color of her blouse matched
the color of her nails.

Wednesday morning,
wonder who knows who.

Since moving to Lincoln Park
from South Florida weeks ago,
I picked up some allergies new,
and they got itchy, and now they
act up in Mockingbird Valley.

Because I am close to where 
the love of my life was born.