Saturday, June 23, 2012

jazz at Dizzy's - NYC poem #1


rounded colours create            space
in this third floor fantasy of
perfect tables    chairs    stools    and stage
waiting for the buzz to begin 

space    for the rounded wandering lines
of notes that intertwine with thoughts and feelings
creating the perfect martini of
tastes and treasurable moments 

moments linked by the smiling eyes of
young woman in black at rounded grand piano
fingers transferring the creative energy of
mind to the rounded circle of human community

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