Bix Poems - Poems about Bix

...black ... as the vault, those tresses (your momma's ire), and a universe beneath ... smile to rival Sol where hope dances, and fearfully dark, those eyes - a pitchy pool ever deep enough ......Read the rest...

...The curtain rises on Bumblebee Babineaux walking self-confidently along Chartres Street. Bumblebee [singing]: Ain’t nothin’ gonna break my stride, nobody’s gonna slow me down. Oh, no, I got to kee......Read the rest...

...There once was a man named Little Jack Little. Who sure could play a mean little fiddle, He played with big Bix Morgan, Who pounded his upright organ, While eating pancakes from the griddle.......Read the rest...

...Continued from Maya 1 At length, when the womens' screams had ceased and the sound of the thunder had stopped, he gathered his courage and withdrew himself from his hiding place beneath the cor......Read the rest...

...Tepid water from the bathroom tap Washes my face with a flanneled slap The water trickles between my fingers My reflection in the mirror now lingers Whilst I study the dampened brow My face port......Read the rest...

...I was on me way to Adelaide, to watch the Blues take on the Crows, it’ll be a super effort winning there, as every Vic here knows, I could have flown and watched the game and done it in one day, b......Read the rest...

... Debbie Guzzi Contest Name For Love of Language Cricket-Rounders A new bloodsport in the town, We call it Cricket-Rounders, The bowler runs up to the pitch, (22 yard run) And the bou......Read the rest...

...Leon Bismark "Bix" Beiderbecke (March 10, 1903 – August 6, 1931) It was said of Bix That his Cornet spat out notes Like shooting bullets at a bell And his solos sounded as sweet As a girl saying yes. Bix......Read the rest...

..."Pops" is gone Master of the trumpet He dazzled with his artistry We listened and watched The man could rip out a tune..... But if the truth be told He is gone He's wit......Read the rest...