Jazz

JAZZ Just eighty-four, Grandma Jives to Michael Jackson, Jogging memories of Jumping into fox trots Jolts of Charleston dance, Joyous beat of brass bands, Jubilant flapper times. October 14, 2020

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Brian Sambourne

Date: 9/17/2021 5:16:00 PM

Grand! All the J words have me jumping. Be well. Sincerest regards, Brian

Jennifer Fenn
Date: 9/18/2021 8:37:00 PM

So happy you like it! My Grandma (we called her Nona) would be pleased too. Thank you for stopping by.

John Watt

Date: 10/15/2020 9:32:00 PM

Love all your J-words Jennifer, and the sense of joy embedded in jazz music. Love how you brought grandma in both to personalize your poem and to underscore the vintage nature of the art form. Hope you win! ~ John

Jennifer Fenn
Date: 10/15/2020 11:08:00 PM

Wow! Thank you John! That’s the best compliment I’ve received since I jumped into the Soup pot! That made my night!

Jan Allison

Date: 10/15/2020 12:40:00 PM

what a lively poem!:-0 hugs Jan xx

Jennifer Fenn
Date: 10/15/2020 7:00:00 PM

Thank you Jan! Glad you like it. I’m curious to see your poems now. Hugs to you too!

Silent One

Date: 10/15/2020 5:13:00 AM

I like how you did this, nice choice of music and world selection..

Jennifer Fenn
Date: 10/15/2020 6:58:00 PM

Thank you Silent One! It was fun to write.