All entries for Saturday 26 November 2005
November 26, 2005
Two more Jazz poems
iii – Foggy Day
Silver shadows
Spray painted fog
Acid in my throat
Finger clicks
Bass licks
Trapped in a mist
Lying low,
Shifting slow.
Take the paper off
Accidental paint clings
A frosty outline
On wood beneath
A sharp sprayed line.
iv – Early Riser
Teasing strands of
Wet hair straight.
Roast coffee brewing
To the bubbling jive
Of morning.
Awake
Grey sweatered
Thinned out
With paper doubt
And lack of sleep
That keeps
You sane.
Dew still settling
Sarah Vaughan
Crooning as you
Paint your face
For the day
Ahead.