“The Jazz Singer” — a poem by Marc Livanos
Clear my palate
so my mind wanders.
Flap down sweet
childhood memories.
Bare endless fields
of willowy cotton.
Open up vistas
of
Posts tagged “poetry”
“Jaco in Japan” — a poem by Cathy Porter
dressed to slay
smokes and drinks every note
as if the night was terminal
and her table never lacks
for attention
“Junior Mance Trio 63rd Street Theme” — a poem by Michael L. Newell
piano dances listeners down the street
feet must move to keep up
crowds gather round
street life jumping this way and that
“Pretty Fingers” — a poem by Mike Faran
Zorida had two fingers wrapped
around the stem of her wine glass
but never took a sip
Few of us did
while ol’ Leroy Wilcox blew the
shit out of
his
“Tigran” — a poem by Dan Franch
Shit was flying everywhere
like sparks from welders’ tools.
They were putting something
together up there on stage –
“When You Fell Out of a Window” — a poem (for Chet Baker) by Alan Yount
when you fell out of a window
… you made me give up on you.
(maybe I shouldn’t have).
when the movie about you
recently came out: all of us
believed ethan hawke
was you, in “born to
“The Runner” — a poem (for John Coltrane) by Freddington
The purpose of motion begins,
A clear mind, aware and in focus,
Ahead, the optical pathway lies empty and silent,
Slow at the start, breathing steady,
Stepping through the changes,
Favouring a motif,
Blowing hard,
As the intensity builds,
“Diddley-Bop-She-Bop” — a poem by Michael L. Newell
Them knees,
full of bees again,
two gates
flapping in a stuttering breeze,
hands rapping
tables, thighs,
high up on
“You Bring Out the Jazz in Me” — a poem by Erren Kelly
You bring out the jazz in me
The art blakey, max roach the roy haynes in me
Seeing you shake your hips like
Congas…the way you move your hips to a mamba
My heart pounding like drums inside my head
But this fever won’t put me in bed
Instead I get out on the dance floor
Two poems by R. Bremner
In the circus mind of my dying spirit
I listen for the tinkling keys of Monk-
Yeah, Monk Mingus moonlight madness
I long to be, though tonight it’s a new
moon, meaning no moon and my madness
