Everybody knows of your savoir fair,
your erratic temper,
your fashion sense,
and your artistic flare.
We all know you live in the hollow earth,
in a cave with bulls,
in a field with bears,
and how much you’re worth.
Everybody knows you have climbed the mountain,
and you’ve sailed the sea,
you have walked upon the sands
of beaches that stretch
as far as the eye can see…
Everybody knows.
Everybody cares.
Everybody hangs on
every word you dare
to mutter in the night,
when you sing in smoky caverns,
where the saxophone delights,
and the piano’s soft caresses
fill the air with acid gas
that replaces French perfume,
that seduces, in the light
of one hundred and three candles
that were left upon the floorboards
by a silent, weary traveller
that will here return no more,
no more…
But… Everybody knows about all you know,
about secret missions,
about dark silhouettes.
Everybody knows that what you reap you sow…
2023, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 08 FEB 2023, València, España
JaZzArt en València 
Beautiful poem Sir.
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I am so glad you liked it Sir, thank you so much!
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Bello poema.
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Gracias Azurea y un saludo.
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I love the play of dark and light throughout this piece. The form is beautiful and smooth. Yet it is powerful and striking in the images conveyed. A wonderful work, my friend!
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Thank you so much my friend, I truly appreciate your analysis and your encouragement. All the best.
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Your picture and poem are so inspiring, beautiful and hopeful Francisco! 💗
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Thank you Cindy!
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