To Celebrate

For a 10th Anniversary like no other, its only fair to share my writing with the Joorney team that inspired it.Poetry is often made special by those who can relate to it, so I hope these are as special to you as they are to me.Enjoy this crown of sonnets.

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There is no better way to get a group of people to open up, and now, we all share one.

Fun Fact

It was not so easy to count 8 hours
By any other measure than tonic’d gin.
For best as we could, with Cabaret’s powers,
We could only tell when dancing should begin.Addled by the shows’ spright, beguiling sight,
Bodies bound in flesh, and collar, pole, and reel;
Eyes truly outdo what words can scarcely write,
For to see such marvels: alike to feel.But that’s not even the joy on which to dwell,
No mention of the one who ripped his pants,
The greatest joy: the chorus of the spell
Under which we fell, all night; we all danced.In fleeting pain and joy, in music’s haze:
In dance, we spent our night. In rest, our days.

When an experience is so wonderful that conveying it to other people is near impossible.

Without Context

I’ll do my best to recall, and explain
What I remember, despite it all ablurred...
Though such an effort may well be in vain,
As the whole night was nothing but absurd.There were dancers swinging from the ceiling,
And the crowd was aloud with laughs. Awe. Sweat.
Joker, Harley, Blinders, and a feeling
That we all know as the "Bar Lafayette".But, words are a futile tool in relaying
What thrills we will, and still, recount since then.
These do not compare to songs replaying
In our heads; that transport us there again.If I could describe the fun, I’d attest
That only memory describes it best.

A city that I revel in exploring, like those from centuries before.

An Ode to
Belgrade

By the Belgrade streets, where two rivers meet,
The Danube and Sava bite ancient stones.
Where nights cast longer days, escaping heat,
The city beats of sultans, kings, and thrones.Where Unity's firesteel forged Balkan lands,
Its fortress stands; a sentinel of time.
Sovereigns guarded many tales so grand,
Hard fought among many an empire's climb.But, cobbled streets fill paths that we can roam
While mysteries still pass beneath my view.
I wish I could have known the Roman tome
That marked “White City” before Red and Blue.I learned in Belgrade: history is made.
And I, a student, in its shadow’s shade.

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Thank you for the inspiration.

I hope you enjoyed the read. Thank you for the unforgettable memories.With sufficienct requests, I can be convinced to read these to you. I apologize in advance.And yes, Franck, I am happy to transfer the jcelebrate.com domain to IT ;)