Sax Poems - Poems about Sax

...I've got the lecture notes ready I've got the examples Just blow what I'm telling you to blow I am responsible for the resurgence of the sales of saxophones I unlock the doors of my car By......Read the rest...

...Happiness is the whirl of lyrical runes, voicing of raging monstrous stories in loons. Happiness is the rough silence of the heart, that cries in loneliness of love torn apart Happiness is a......Read the rest...

...Sue played the tuba, the sax, drums and the horn. You can play them in the field, next to the corn. Her parents were not musical, which made her forlorn. The scarecrow loved music though, his name......Read the rest...

...the jazz-playing giraffe is on the sax and bob is on the fiddle Let’s do some dancing down the hill and meet in the middle I loved what I was hearing from my auntie Doris, Diddle Biddle. Ended up ......Read the rest...

...Treat was lulled to sleep listening to his beloved owner play sax it was the perfect segue to heaven when he awoke he was a puppy again! frolicking in grass......Read the rest...

...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 thes......Read the rest...

...Some called the radio station demanding they throw them out of the studio. Others called to brag about their talents, their arrangements, their sass. Boswell sisters had been singing together since......Read the rest...

...Due to an inherent desire for love we look to tomorrow in the sybolance of the ......Read the rest...

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

...I met the devil on a Friday night. We danced to the phat bari sax. Smoke choked out any words I could say, Paying a heavy tax. The sky was maroon with contemptible past, The sound iridescently......Read the rest...

...Overnight, the landscape has More color and yet less How’d I fall asleep on the East Coast And wake up in the West? Everybody is tattooed Everybody is tattooed Uh-oh! The social fabric is un......Read the rest...

..."the beat banned band" no piccolo or sopranino nor no no not sopranissimo the hep and hip cats where it's at play subterranean subcontrabass Doctor Sax seen at and as p......Read the rest...

...there is no hush...when silent dreams can scream and echo through a thousand yesterdays just like the thoughts that float upon a stream are lost in lackadaisical malaise no peace within this to......Read the rest...

...Male Parasite Stabs Female in Neck With Peenis. Males,which live up to six hours,fly around looking for these embedded females,with which they'll mate and then die,After the larvae emerge from the......Read the rest...

...Sometimes the afternoons drag on--- Yesterday was a haze of smoke, Cigarettes and coffee--- And the radio plays Jazz--- The air gets blurred sometimes With cigarette smoke and sax Thinking o......Read the rest...