Has a name ever popped
into your head
with no apparent
provocation and you wonder
What the hell?
Where did that come from?
And then another name is
immediately linked, like say
B.B. King?
Well. I was driving down the road
the other day when
Denton Barber & B.B. King
visited my mind
Now, it’s no surprise to me that B.B.
King
tags along with Denton Barber because
Denton once took me to a B.B. King
concert
Actually, it was Denton who turned me on
to B.B. King—music hmmm
Denton was dapperand distinguished--Denton had style--
Denton was dapperand distinguished--Denton had style--
Then, I remember that Denton Barber
& I met
in Radio classes at Centralia College
in the early 80s and Voila!
I notice I’ve been playing an 80s music
station
on my car radio
Now, It’s all coming together
Suddenly I have another realization:
I’ve recently met a sax player who
reminds me of Denton Barber!
Tim, the sax player blew a sultry tune
behind a poet’s recitation and even
exchanged some sassy dialogue with him
And a few days later, I sit musing about
memory and firing synapses making
connections
And Bingo, that answers my original
question
about Denton Barber
It may have taken longer than Google
to bring me the answer, but
my organic computer did indeed deliver
Now, I think I’ll Google Denton Barber
and see what it tells me. Ah sweet
progress
God bless Denton Barber for he is proof
positive I haven’t lost my mind, yet!
raintreepoet, pondering inevibilities.
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