Sax Poems - Poems about Sax

it's not what i paid for kind of blue spangalang but the doctor was in good spirits and told me he wasn't to know how rubbish the radiologist was as he laughed at my ultrasound and asked my children if they're playing with slime arco lounge toast is there marmite on my face? and drinking beer in the family...

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Going solo is no fun when you are the only one playing alone on your own so show me your saxophone and you may hold my trombone then if I feel the need I'll finger your keys to vibrate the reed 'til my slide retracts as we're a match made in heaven quite the catch in fact a musical marriage and that's not all we'll make beautiful music yes...

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The lights are low, the air is thick with sin, a lazy sax moans soft against the dark. She sips her drink, red lipstick on the rim, her gaze a flame that flickers with a spark. The piano sighs, each note a lover’s touch, fingertips tracing secrets on the keys. She hums along, just barely, not too much, a whispered song that...

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The club members all agreed Max was the coolest cat “A Bohemian beatnik who knows where it’s at” He taught Louie Armstrong to play those rhythm blues. That is why we getting ready to tap with these shoes. I don’t know what I expected, but certainly not a real cat. This one was wearing seventies clothes with an old velvet...

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Due to an inherent desire for love ...

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Bari Red, Maroon Swinging, Smoothing, Swaying Candy For My Ears Saxophone...

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Brothers agreed on almost nothing Except the sax, which bound them spiritually. They came together to play at their mother’s funeral She was watching, naturally, loving her sons All three brothers kept their grief to themselves Sharing no feelings, for it is not manly, right? Their saxophones did their talking for them. “Those are my boys!” Mom said to the angels....

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She stood there almost unnoticed One component of a musical layer Until her riff came and showed She was a mean saxophone player Her controlled notes lazily flowing Around that club room and bar No restrictions on their going As she slid them near and far Wrapping them around and through Each knowing receiving head Notes that oh so sly could do Miracles to...

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Sensual the sound of the sax floating in the imaginary in delicate whispering chords...

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Darling you need to get your ears tested I was hoping tonight, to be sexually molested I asked you for sex as I gave a sensuous moan Blow me down, you went and got a saxophone Same result I guess, woke me from my slumber Made that sax talk with that rock `n` roll number The way you blow and play...

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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 by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST...

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He was just a man with a sax There aren’t really many other facts, But as he played, I could trace the tracks, Of the tears on his face, And built up fears, From some tough lived years, I could see in the cracks, Of his skin. And as I watched him, My surroundings became dim, And my imagination, Created a projection, Of...

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There once was a cat named Max, Who wanted to play the sax. But alas he had paws, No fingers, just claws. No way could Max play the sax....

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Sitting by a bookshelf covered with thick dust I shower my eyes with other hands words written in this book's chafed skin. Skin that my hands have the only feel of others thoughts cause actual immobile flesh with a mouth to speak has never given me an appetite to stay and chew on chats My life since young has been me alone as I grow...

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Today she was the lady in blue and oh did my heart skip a beat. When we all sing I hear her voice in the mist of all the others; And she is the one I saw myself singing in heaven with. I the man wishes it could have been me she shared this life with; But this seems...

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