Best Saxophone Poems

In the midst of all this chaos
When frustration’s only grown, 
Let us pause to stop and listen
To the lovely saxophone.

Adolphe Sax was its inventor
Back in 1846
And his instrument remains
One of musicians’ favorite picks.

Charlie Parker, Clarence Clemons,
John Coltrane and Kenny G
Are a few whose sax renditions...

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Jelly Belly had her sex with a saxophone
Up and down in pitch in perfect transposition
In melodic intervals
Jelly listens what he tells
"I put my dysfunction at your disposition"....

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The cellar is his bleak repose,


in concert with the cockroaches and flies;


there he wipes his runny nose,


toils the day long, sunshine tries,



insinuates through rough and crumbled boards.


Lessons can't assuage his conflicts,


the bottom of the pile, his heritage affords


no more, the atmosphere restricts 



his breath. It...

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Run, run from these dreams 
That chases us into vagueness
And which allows us to tip toe into the blues of a saxophone....

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...inspired by 'Black Tambourine' by Hart Crane

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The cellar is his bleak repose,
in concert with the cockroaches and flies;
there he wipes his runny nose,
toils...

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...inspired by 'Black Tambourine' by Hart Crane


The cellar is his bleak repose,
in concert with the cockroaches and flies;
there he wipes his runny nose,
toils the day long, sunshine tries,

insinuates through rough and crumbled boards.
Lessons can't assuage his conflicts,
the bottom of the pile, his heritage affords
no more,...

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he came, his sword unsheathed
like his forbears in -deed
cutting through thickets of injustice and oppression
he plunged deep into 
the hearts, and the heart of corruption 
he came, a priest in lyrics robe
made an altar of music
he called forth saxophone
horns and drums did his bidding
lyrics, rhythm...

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The cellar is his bleak repose,
in concert with the cockroaches and flies,
it's here he wipes his runny nose,
toils the day long, sunshine tries,

insinuates through rough and crumbled boards.
The colour of his skin constricts,
the bottom of the pile, his heritage affords
no more, the atmosphere restricts

his breath....

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The cellar is his bleak repose,
in concert with the cockroaches and flies,
it's here he wipes his runny nose,
toils the day long, sunshine tries,

insinuates through rough and crumbled boards.
The colour of his skin constricts,
the bottom of the pile, his heritage affords
no more, the atmosphere restricts

his breath....

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skyscrapers are growing
bored into the sky
people are still going
without knowing why

streets are looking grey
as usual full of waste
we all are on the way
and feel somehow misplaced

world is loud and day is long
the city doesn't care
but suddenly i hear a song
and music fills the air

a man...

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sound of blues ripples on--
smokey tunes blowing hot
sizzling flamed mood...it's jazz!
sax notes intoxicate
swirling like coltraine's grind,
soulful trance whips my breath...
spice of night,   weekend jives!
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The sound floats thru the air
Like the blanket of the sun
A man playing a saxophone 
Caught the attention of every one

And as he plays his music
 Crowds gathered on the street
Some got lost in the melody
Slowly moving tapping their feet

He was tall with dark skin
And...

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If I could play the violin
     I'd write a melody
   euphonious to draw you in
        and play my rhapsody
   to bring a smile to your dear face
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How I remember that song
Playing daily on the radio
Just a couple of notes
I’d instantly get shivers
And nothing else
Mattered around me
Seems I was barely twelve 
I heard that saxophone
And masterful sexy voice
My knees would buckle
Realizing full well
I was hooked on a song
Praising the virtues
Of unfaithfulness and
Mystique...

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Sultry
Seductive
Saxophone
Tugging fondly
At each chord
Of my dulcet heart
Without a word
Delightfully meandering
Through the inner chambers
Of my soul
Through arches and
Beyond to the other world
On a cosmic journey
Sensual and voluptuous
Feline and flirtatious
Playing my heart like a harp



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Submitted on February 26, 2019 for STANDARD CONTEST 185 sponsored...

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