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Saxophonist Poems - Poems about Saxophonist


Premium MemberDerivatives With Limits

...Working over Birk’s Works and other tunes my saxophonist admires—
Cheesecake, Blackbird—for the theoretical, applied mathematics
inside an abstract, audial harmonization of the Big Bang and The Fal...
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Categories: saxophonist, cancer, funny, god, hero,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberO Honey

...“O Honey, the brute bear, straddles the box.”
The saxophonist stares. “Music unlocks

the stuffings out of the dread growling beast.
Bear’s tongue does round his lips. Am I his feast?”

Goldilo...
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Categories: saxophonist, animal, childhood, father daughter,
Form: Couplet



A Floating Market On the River

...Floating  Market on the River

A Thailand tradition 
Large sun umbrellas 
And boat roofs or hoods
And Asian conical hats
A bucket of cracked brown egg shells 

A grandma quickly whips up 
Eg...
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Categories: saxophonist, fishing, food, garden, money,
Form: Free verse

The Saxophonist

...I could hear music
But I didn’t know what type of music
Maybe it’s from a party
I still searched round and round and round
I kept walking towards the sound
The music sounded good to me ears
It ...
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Categories: saxophonist, longing, music, passion, spoken
Form: Blank verse

Premium MemberSid Caesar

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He was born in Yonkers, just north of New York City.
This man grew up to be funny and witty.
While working in a luncheonette owned by his family,
with the art of patois, Sid displayed ...
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Categories: saxophonist, obituary, tribute,
Form: Rhyme



Premium MemberReeling In Motion

...I twist evermore past a cotillion of meteors
Spreading plumes across unknown rhythm;
A mad swivel with myself, thrilling my essence 
In a hanging motion of a dip…I find myself alone
on the floor;...
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Categories: saxophonist, dance, mystery,
Form: Free verse

The Life of a Young Saxophonist

...Maybe I was meant to be alone
Just me and my saxophone
Playing wasteful nights away
Practicing all those notes everyday.
Staying home and thinking
About all the fun I’m missing
Having to study ...
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Categories: saxophonist, music, sad, teen, life,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Reflection on the Important Things