Best Saxophone Poems
If I Could Play the Violin
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
and calm the storm within
if I could play the...
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Categories:
saxophone, encouraging, love, music, song,
Form:
Rhyme
National Saxophone Day
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
Have made music history.
So forget this doomed election.
Take a breath...
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Categories:
saxophone, music,
Form:
Rhyme
Me and Mrs Jones
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 of a love affair
I was swayed so
By that sax and...
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Categories:
saxophone, growing up, heart, music,
Form:
Free verse
Sex With a Saxophone
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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Categories:
saxophone, fun,
Form:
Limerick
saxophone
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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Categories:
saxophone, music,
Form:
Pleiades
Saxophone
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 leans against the wall,
a tarnished, dusty saxophone,
a measure of the...
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Categories:
saxophone, music,
Form:
Quatrain
Saxophone
...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 the day long, sunshine tries,
insinuates through rough and crumbled boards.
Lessons...
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Categories:
saxophone, tribute, writing,
Form:
Quatrain
Saxophone Blues
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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Categories:
saxophone, music,
Form:
Free verse
Saxophone
...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, the atmosphere restricts
his breath. It leans against the wall,
his...
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Categories:
saxophone, on writing and words,
Form:
Quatrain
Saxophone Days
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 is standing there aside
and seems to feel alone
the place gets...
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Categories:
saxophone, city, freedom, music,
Form:
Rhyme
The Priest With a Saxophone
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 and harmony were his adornments
imbued with power of music
he cast...
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Categories:
saxophone, dedication
Form:
Lyric
Saxophone
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. It leans against the wall,
his tarnished, dusty saxophone,
a measure of...
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Categories:
saxophone, tribute,
Form:
Quatrain
Saxophone
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. It leans against the wall,
his tarnished, dusty saxophone,
a measure of...
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Categories:
saxophone, dedication, writing,
Form:
Quatrain
Saxophone
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 a smile like gently breeze
And as he accept the applause
In...
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Categories:
saxophone, dedication, devotion, life, music,
Form:
Light Verse
Saxophone Souls
My piano plays from the composer from full moon for you
My harp heart elegantly elaborates love for your handsome true
My body bursts in a bountiful orchestra of a break-through
Our saxophone souls swoon together in pearls of doves' coos
November 8th 2020
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Categories:
saxophone, adventure, bird, love, music,
Form:
Monorhyme