The song is...: Summer with Juan Tituana and Jerry A. Scuderi

Now that it's July, let's go to the beach! It's true that as I type this, Corpus Christi (where Juan took these pictures) is 82 degrees at the very early hour of 7am, but no matter.... Enjoy the poems and pictures!

Perhaps Sally and Hugh are among the patrons at the restaurant with the fabulous view.

Sally and Hugh

Sundown, love found

Vow, spouse

reach, beach

wine, dine

tent, spent

haiku, dew, and . . . You !

Love shines

you are kind

brute, gentle, cute

true, loyal, You

Kiss me, miss me ?

Wobbles, bottles

coat, tote

delight, fright

scream, dream

new tiny coo

like You !

Blue shoes, hue

best prom dress

bright , glitter, night

lend life again

mom’s dear tear .

Hearty wed party

paged aged sage

find grand time

loan end, home

still, . . . love you.

-- Jerry A. Scuderi

Surf Maiden

Where are you heading Crimson Gold ,

tossing your head with a mop of curls ?

You’ve captured my mind , my breath , my soul ,

My longingness , my lady , my girl .

I found you Blossom among the stars

on a moon lite night of fun .

Accompanying friends , wandering bars ;

A glow to all ; intimate to none .

Smooth arrowbesk woman of chatter ,

Flow of grace , style , and lavender .

Search . Seek . Know not what matters .

Tuned out to passes , jerks , and scavengers .

Where are you going Duchess of sands .

You’ve taken my soul , my whit , my mind .

Notice not the awe of longing fans ,

my liveliness , my lady , my love .

Saunter , stride , o’er envious lands .

Turning heads , considering surf .

Goddess unknowing ; designed for man .

Romp and tease , child of murf .

Throw your sandals , Energy Bound .

Garments lost ; tossed in towels .

I envy the swells splashed in sounds .

Diva of hoots and howls .

Will you come with me to castle far ?

Bring your elegance of no par .

You’ve taken my life , my breath , my soul ,

My Loveliness , My Lady , My Love .

Jerry A. Scuderi February 14, 2016

Dripping Dilemma

Smooth dreamy , oh so creamy , my ice cream cone

Soft crunch , for lunch , you are mine

Cool the heat , summer's seek , luring sign

Frosty tune , belly boom , freezy come home

A party is waiting with scents so baiting , hurry Sue Joan

We're anxious here , precious dear , please stay in line

Looks inviting , spied a siteing , surely time

You're tempted so , head to toe , won't you phone ?

Our Lady here , was sent for beers , expected back soon

She stopped for treat , passion meet , it's so past noon

Our wings are drying ; temper's are flying

A houseful waiting ; you've had your whim

Lose this sighting ; no sense lying

You've chocolate on your chin !

a sonnet

Jerry A. Scuderi February 24, 2016

CAFETERIA BOP

Students start to hustle; the ladies start to tussle; get out of here and hit the road .

I’m here at this table, looking all around .

I spy her and she is fine .

Dressed-up in lace; look at that face; oh, style and grace .

She shakes me to my timberlines .

Who you a starein’; sit there a glarein’ .

Don’t you been taught better; leave a lady alone ?

You’re not so hot; sit alone a lot. I’ll be here tomorrow .

My friends ain’t a leavein’; don’t start a grievein’. I gotta go .

Yea, here I’m just a thinking ; yea, I see her a blinkin’ .

I’m into my Lincoln; sister give me a nod..

Students start to hustle; the ladies start to tussle; get out of here and hit the road.

Tell me sister; I’m a good listener ;

can’t hang around a while; like your sheets .

See, I be cool; I run my own game; I gotta be free .

I’m too a cookin ; gotta be a lookin’. Sis, got some time ?

Do what you wanna ? Man, take a gonna .

My life is fine; like a quality wine .

I’ve friend enough with all that fluff .

Gotta go and party, big, strong, and hearty, ’on .

Yea, here I’m just a thinking ; yea, I see her a blinkin’ .

I’m into my Lincoln; sister give me a nod .

Lookin’ at your skirt ; walkin’ with your chin up ;

eyes be down like a red carpet gown .

Go on girl a walkin’; I be a talkin’;

Babe like you, don’t walk alone.

Students start to hustle; the ladies start to tussle; get out of here and hit the road.

Jerry A. Scuderi 03-01-2011

Love’s Dusk

Will you love me when my teeth come out

to greet the evening stars ?

Will you comfort me at day's last light .

Steady me on bathroom bars ?

Will you feed me devoutly

regiments of pills ?

Hold my hand when life seems lost ;

smile , dispute my ills ?

Will you walk with me and talk with me ;

as I struggle to stand at all ?

Toddle , sway , tremulously .

I fear a fall .

Will you love me , care for me ;

as I'm dressed , my hair combed ?

Listen around our kitchen sink ?

See, my consciousness is loaned .

Will you led me and sit with me

as I know no friends about ?

Looking blank ; memories gone ;

lost in doubt ?

Take my hand ; squeeze it tight .

Give guidance my life .

Seek my breath in the darkness .

Love is not without it’s price .

Jerry A. Scuderi September 22, 2015

Jerry is also a winemaker.

SHERRY WINE

I’m your friend from the fungi family; I’m amazing and scary.

I’m here for your pleasure; just call me wine Sherry .

I’m a one cell party creature; I divide and multiply .

I’m a carbohydrate fiend; my work you must try .

I come in a packet; just tear, let me loose .

Dump me in sweet water, then into orange juice .

We’ll make “sweet port”; the color’s “rose” .

My flavor is sherry. Relax , end your day .

I’m poured into the must; that’s the juice from the grape .

I’ll multiply most rapidly, as its sugars abate .

With oxygen, then without, I’ll grow that’s my biz .

Giving off a “bubbly”, I’m a chemical wiz .

I convert sugar to alcohol; the process is fun .

To some, it’s addictive; don’t get overdone .

My maker adds nutrients; then syrup to the mix .

The measurements he’s taking is on the scale of the Brix .

Old shipping to England, would spoil a wine .

Spain put me to work, for a product divine .

For my spirits are higher; than other yeasts I know .

I’ll stays fresher longer; despite oxygen exposed .

Over the weeks he stirs, samples and labors ;

his devotion to detail invites delicate flavors .

While ageing in a cellar, wine changes in the bottle ;

to a silky, full bodied, to a rich, full throttle .

Drinking wine straight; the Greeks saw uncivilized .

Straight or mixed with friends, call a party to your dive .

Jerry A. Scuderi 03-22-2011

HAIKU a 17 syllabled poem

Through our poetry : Truth speaks,

the wind hushes,

Our minds listen at rest. Jerry A. Scuderi 02-27-11

I hope that you've enjoyed our trip to Corpus Christi. Let's play some music to finish this entry. I'm in the mood for some vibes, so here is Warren Wolf's "Maiden Voyage":

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JS8xei0PKuE

"Natural Beauties" also seems like a good title for today, too.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YTC7rZcOsjc

Here is Milt Jackson's "Sunflower." I think that my husband was playing it on his computer the other day.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Qse46GNnU4

While I was assembling this entry, I was listening to a Dusty Springfield album. Lo and behold, here is a song that both she and Milt Jackson covered...separately.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5OZMqf43fNk

This is not Dusty Springfield, but here is Stacey Kent's version of this song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZL3OWMzb874

Stacey Kent, by the way, was the singer at the beginning of the 1930s version of Richard III, the one starring Ian McKellan.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2l-zjYnSnA

Enjoy!

The song is...

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Summer with Juan Tituana and Jerry A. Scuderi

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