Best Saxophone Poems

If I could play the violin
     I'd write a melody
   euphonious to draw you in
    ...

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JAZZ MAN

Lips of sweat,
Igniting catalyst tune as they burn, 
Crossed eyes, attention spreads
feeling the whiteness in the pure magic
Each memo confronts the other, 
Soul cord...

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“When I am silent, I fall into the place where everything is music.”
Rumi

If life was a song,
what would be your refrain?

When instruments of fate performed
in...

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I am to him a Stradivarius, a treasured violin
His bow expertly caresses my supple strings
My body moans when tucked beneath his chin
Revving to his rhythmic...

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I remember each curve,
nodding in quiet response 
moving towards me, as you walked across the floor
each finger lifting gently to caress the welcomed silence
when eyes...

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Pop (corn) Music


Introduction

It’s time to dance, time to tango
There’s a Canadian on the banjo
When he sees the guitar strings
Jack’s mirth grows soaring wings;
As he scans...

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I wait patiently, and eagerly listening for your call.
Was I such a liability to cause you to drift away like leaves in the fall?
 ...

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"Courting the Sublime Significance of Nothingness"



The blue lines ripple like waves
to the right side of the page
vacantly calm 

from the shallow depths 
of the ponderous...

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Wind and sea and waves and sun
   sand in toes as day is done
Seagulls glide, sandpipers run
   young dad splashes with...

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In the dim-lit alley of the soul's bazaar,
Were jazz and jive spill from ajar,
We tap our feet, snap fingers, under stars,
And speak in verses, raw...

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My rhino can play the flute
And is good at the maracas to boot
Alas he is quite forlorn
For his flute bangs into his horn
So now he...

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Footprints have frozen in Winter's hard ground
from a cold angry night when my love fled
into a world of despair and rain
the cabin door is still...

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In the asphalt homeland 
I lay down to sleep 
   In the background 
a saxophone wails
  and relaxes tired muscles 
Streetlights cut...

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AUTUMN TREES

like some huge wild beast
this hollow tree, dead limbs spread
two children inside

three wolves in the snow
patiently look up the tree
some nut shells and tracks

hear...

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Merry trumpet, sassy saxophone 
Stand poised in the quaint jazz room,
waiting on their music men
to begin their heartfelt tunes.

Bold drums awaiting patiently
For slim sturdy wooden...

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