Some of Al Jarreau’s songs that come to mind are “Ain’t No Sunshine, I will be here for You, Summer Breeze, Mornin and of course, Moonlighting theme from the TV series
Mr. Jarreau had a secrete serene soothing voice
The captivation being his choice
All his songs having the right melody and texture
It was tone being felt throughout every one of Mr. Jarreau songs
This was a story in every ballad
Mr. Jarreau often spoke to the moon
It might even hear love coming at noon
A summer humid night would often have a breeze
Whispers being preparation for another rhythm
The beat always went on
It didn’t matter Day or Night
The name Al Jarreau that always shed some light
He achieved with what he wanted to get done
Mr. Al Jarreau was about entertain
His legacy is what will remain
Heaven has a new voice
Mr. Jarreau achieved much on Earth
But Heaven has given Mr. Jarreau a new spiritual birth
He sung until he couldn’t sing anymore
He was like the key being to a shore
Mr. Jarreau was talented and his songs had everyone wanting to explore
He conquered and saw
It was what his music was all about
But Old age set in and sickness was now a bout
We will miss your songs Mr. AL. Jarreau
No more Mr. Radio
The connection straight from Heaven
I left us in body
But your were enriched in spirit
Music never dies
It’s a remembrance, and I know, you don’t want us to cry
Your time was up
You fulfilled every moving desire
You left us with a message, “Be encouraged and stay inspired”
Mr. Jarreau, you stated, “This is not goodbye, but until your music crosses our path again”
Meet me in Heaven
You walk, but you are not alone
You are now under God’s throne.

speck in a speck of time in a speck of space
come and gone and gone forever
day will no longer dawn or Sunset
all will have disappeared, as if it had never been.

There is monster.
He lives in my cupboard.
My wardrobe in fact.
He's green with pink and purple spots.
He wears a frilly floppy hat.
Tragic really.
He never speaks to me.
He gives me a sly wink and grin when I open the door.
His eyes are that of saucer size not far away from dinner plates.
Today h
He smiled at me.
His teeth are pearly white.
A couple of canine fangs in fact
Incisors in between.
You know what?
When the sun rises and I go to seek my uniform he's nowhere to be seen.
Left behind,only puddle of neon green.
He's always dressed in green with spots of purple and pink.
It made me think.
Maybe a little presumptive me is believing that he's a he.
When perhaps he's a she.
(C) LIVVI