Blue Cat Box
She walked into the cafe, a little timid & scared of her new found surroundings. She walked into the softly dimmed black box that they called the Blu Cat Box. When she looked around she saw the beautifully artisitic wall paintings capturing the art of a trumpet, saxophone, bass & drums.
“Wow” she whispered to herself. She clutch her book of poems in her hand & proceed through the jazz spot. She finally found a comfortable booth for her to sit in, & then she watched the talented Lyrically Speaking performance of a handsome guy who went by Mr Reese & his partner a talent but soft-spoken artist of the name Miss Kit Kat. She began to feel relaxed & at home when she was listening. Listening to their rhymes & their individual soft yet hardcore stories of their encounters of life really made her think, it inspired her to read & expose herself in poetry to the audience, just maybe she’ll get the response that she’s been earning for.So she rises out of her seat, and takes the stage.”Hello I want to tell read u poem”